The Hold of the Magnetic Mage


Hold of the Magnetic Mage

by Tony Stark

The Alps are here

The craggy mounts of mythic ranges

The rushing waters of its rivers

The slopes of mountain valleys.

Tumbling crushes of water

Erode the coppered slate

A turquoise feast for the eye

The wild cyclamen climbs.

Cliffs of velvet pine

Ragged spruce

Stand against the iron

stained feldspar

Beneath the ancient sheepbacks.

Seams of slate and sandstone

folded into gorgeous ribbons high

Dusted with the mists and spray

Of incongruous waterfalls.

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