Magic Filled the Air
In the sanctuary Behold I saw.
an array of whirling swirling glimmering lights.
as I stood there frozen in silence
I was astounded by what I had seen.
He raised his hand and staff speaking in an unknown language to me.
Balls of fire came forth filling the room.
A stearn look and gazing stare as everyone felt the gloom.
They stood as stiff as statues in amazement as his magic filled the air.
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