Last night I had a dream
I dreamed in sleep so deep
I foundered amoong the enveloping smog
I felt my body slip away into that blackness

Awakening to a cold feeling in my legs
I searched the ground and saw a tiny figure
hunched over, bent, black and thin
tiny hairs jutting from its serpentine body

It's blue glowing eyes made slits in the night
Regarded me with a sort of reptilian delight
Though small I sensed something dark within
This tiny being exemplified my gravest fears

And when it spoke it sent chills through my bones
"Seven and Twelve and Twenty-four are hung
Burning from the highest rung
Deeply calls the bell of the deep
Pulling forth your spirit from sleep
Nigh draws the unveiling of the throne
Dark forsaken and overgrown
The oath that was once in place
Long ago thrown down has been replaced
The forsaken is renewed, the treasure found
See your reward in a glittering crown

The black scarab is returning"

I found nothing but cold flesh to the touch feeling my face
I have been asleep...
asleep for far too many days.

-Hollas - I am driven to write.... Hollas forgive me.