Aug 2, 2023ยทedited Aug 2, 2023Liked by Heather L Huffman

For one hundred and fifty years it sat casting out fault

inside the case in the treasure vault

Once it, the black stone of Morgoth had wandered the plains

causing pain to those who found it, touched it, coveted it.

relishing each curse cast it's way, by both gods and men

But now, it was inside a glass shell

Surrounded by sigils of power that prevented it from wrapping its chains.

around the weak minds of men.

For the once proud stone, this was one step short of hell.

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Love this ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’œ

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