Yidhra she came,
When I was insane.
Witch of the Old Ones,
Knowing the powers beyond.
She came for me
So the Old Ones can be free.
Preparing me
As a vessel for Thee.
The Druids tried to conceal me
In cloaks of pure red silk
But Yidhra could see through
And she did find me.
Only to bring one message:
The Old Ones will return..
Submitted: May 22, 2020
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