Celestial Rites
In halls of stone, where shadows reign,
And whispers coil like serpents’ bane,
The cloaked ones gather, veiled in night,
To mark the stars, to bind the light.
Beneath the ancient, watchful gaze,
Of symbols carved in endless maze,
The oil drips, a sacred rite,
In circles drawn by unseen might.
By the darkened sky, where secrets dwell,
And echoed chants a silent spell,
They guard the truth, in shadows deep,
Where time is lost, and secrets sleep.
