Arcane Factories V
Towering
factories,
arcane,
silhouetted against
a violet dark sky
bruised lead-gray
clouds tumble.
heavens heavy in
thunder and lightning
turn in arcane patterns
of oblique, obsolete
across facades of machinery.
lightning arcs, carving
ruins in the angry sky.
ravens fly, high, black specters...
shadows dance in the dark
engines spark, whirr, burn,
hiss and steam.
lights of a necropolis
flare on horizons seams
towers of crimson, echos
scream, nightmares of industry.
bastions of empire
razor spires climb, high.
of bone
in ancient stone
something secret opens
alone
factories of arcane divinities.
dark eyes shown
righteous rights echo
hand carve ruins
in ash upon stone
smoke of infernos
billows into velvet skies
these dark minions roam,
into the unknown,
pluses of infinite power
dark towers,
arcane factories
reaching
silhouetted
against
violet black sky’s
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