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THE SANDS OF GOL
The Sands of Gol
Shift
As the desert wind
Sighs
On the burning air.
High on a plateau
Kneels
A figure, dark eyes
Closed
In deep meditation.
He seeks
The unseekable;
Reaches for
The unreachable -
Kohlinahr.
The red orb of T'Khut
Burns
But the figure remains
Motionless
As the sun sets.
Only when the night
Falls
And the stars
Appear
He rises.
A cave offers
Protection
As the night creatures
Call
Their song of sunset.
The long night
Passes.
The day of reckoning
Dawns
But Kohlinahr is denied.
And yet the wind
Still sighs
The sands
Still shift
Inexorably
Erasing all
evidence
That the future of the universe
Changed
On the Sands of Gol.
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