Origins Poem by Arik Fletcher

Origins



Sacred rites of time unknown,
echoes of the past in stone,

Remnants of most sacred tribes,
published works of ancient scribes,

Excerpts from the lives of kings,
noble crowns with falcon wings,

Tomes of ancient science lost,
secret skills new gods have cost.

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