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eclipse
Album: Rites of Passage
Written by J. McGaha
Copyright 2001 Boru's Ghost

In the glade of the meadow there was thunder in the shadows and the cries from the howling wind came. Down the darkened ivy path through the broken stained glass a figure in the broken church came. There was shouting in the night foreign gestures out of sight where the hoof of the cloven were slain. Down the rocky Mohr pass I began to run so fast that my legs were reeling in pain.

So I went to the holler and I told it to my father in the broken church the heretic sang. He went to the neighbors where they tallied up their sabers and they rallied to the crimson way. The stars were aligned giving me some kind of sign that surreptitious things were amiss. We looked up at the sky and we had to wonder why we were looking at an eclipse.

We went through the twisted trees through the meadow and the breeze and the glade held with it a sound. A tremor in the earth an unholy birth that came from the burial mound. Darkness descended on the party that was winded and it took us one at a time. At the end of the battle there was no one in the saddle and the lesson was to be mine.

 

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eclipse
Album: Rites of Passage

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