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Written: April 5th, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori

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Crimson blood-colored sunlight 
seeps upon the pyramids —  
Shadows cast whispers softly 
Kings recline on their golden thrones
Kismet intertwines with destinies — 
Demons dance in the shine of sacred flames  
Desires have become weary  
Astral veils drift through the desert.  

Ancient pyramids, quiet guardians —
They conceal secrets and stories 
Priests with keen vision during nighttime  
Conduct ceremonies in an enchanting glow 
Deities are honored with offerings — 
To soothe spirits and resolve ceaseless challenges  
Drums resound loudly, signaling despair  
Souls are called to rest — 
The afterlife—legend and fantasy  
An odyssey, a perpetual flow.  

Pharaons crypts brim with riches  —
Timeworn monuments to human mortality  
Fate murmurs from far-off stars  
Empires decay, leaving behind scars
Can turn day into eternal darkness  
Truth shines as a torch in the haze 
A pursuit of wisdom in an archaic labyrinth  
With aged scrolls and ink, the sage maze  
Unveiling ancient mysteries —
With ruthless elegance, destiny swings  
Empires vanished without a trace  
Centuries-old dust, an eerie veil  
History audibly converses with the divine.  

Vampires lurk in shadowed corners  
Where perilous demons observe  
Even the mightiest kings cannot elude  
The harsh cycle of existence —
Wealth is transient and hollow  
That which is eternal is unlike the spirit  
Legends and rites of ancient cultures  
Seek a connection to an expansive idea  
Mystic Crystal Obsidian Oracle
Holds truths in darkness —
The perpetual pursuit of understanding  
Our collective urge to rise above.  

A solemn dignity approaches closure 
As souls depart this world —  
The Book of Souls stands firm —
Each life, both ancient and contemporary  
As light dims and the journey concludes  
Night descends and retreats  
In the wind, remnants linger  
Deities full of wisdom descend  
To evaluate bygone deeds — 
The Book of Souls, an accurate account  
Triumphs and sorrows 
The spectral tome pages creak 
Whispers of existence.
  
The Book of Souls, a revered manuscript  
The fate of every soul is documented  
Royals and commoners alike  
As they tread their paths, dreams persist  
A steep cost to pay for a passage  
To enter enticing places — 
A vibrant afterlife lies in wait.
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