Unalloyed
Forever ignored in the confines of your void,
yet my prayers persist undeterred; unalloyed.
I smile knowing I've actualized the test once more;
the realm of my dreams, a canvas to your lore.
Truth and illusion meld to create the Shadow Queen's tapestry.
The canvas of reality itself; the lore of insanity.
In being nothing, her subjects epitomize the call.
That is silent strength and loyalty, within her kingdom's hall.
Copyright © David Varosyan | Year Posted 2023
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