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