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Thursday, April 25, 2019

Valley of Vacuum

The image is taken from Pixabay. 

Riding on a black stallion 
Donning darkness as a cape
The silver sword sheathed 
By the folds of the night
A Knight crossed the mountains.

Clouds filled the new moon sky 
Heavy and gray, ready to lash out
As the stallion skid to a halt
Allowing the thunderous echo 
To lapse into an eerie silence.

On his feet, the Knight forged ahead
Enveloped by the shadows 
One step at a time 
He entered the ominous place
Called the Valley of Vacuum.

Not a soul ever walked
On the lands cursed by blood
Of the ancients who ruled
Until one cold winter evening 
Nightmare arrived dressed in disguise.

Sucking away the light of the days
Never allowing a ray to pass
The shadows turned darker
Growing stronger and powerful
With the vibration of the spells.

Deep into the valley, the Knight went
The Glint of his sword  
Somehow showing him the way
As the mountains closed from the sides
Blocking the path of his return.

Turning back was not his aim
Slicing through the thick abyss
He walked to the throne of lightning 
For the Knight was a true heir 
And the Valley of Vacuum was his to claim. 

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Note:
Tried to weave a mystery story for the Valley of Vacuum. :)
We are almost done with the letters.

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