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The Diary of Rhea Sinclair
November 20, 1932
Ever, ‘ere, as it was ~ Once again shall be
Those now bound in darkness ~ They shall all be free
A cold wind blows from the north ~ A fool becomes a seer
A child seeks the Sacred Stone ~ The Dark Lord draws near
Man tumbles from his throne ~ His bones become as dust
Under Set’s Sword of Fire ~ The end is swift and just.
©2012 JEFitzgerald ~ All Rights Reserved
echo lake road 
Ed, this is just beautiful. Thought provoking and very suitable for this Sunday afternoon when a North wind has blown across our city..
…thanks, Teresa…in the Raven Chronicles it is an ancient prophecy that comes to fruition 30 years later…in my novel, Echo Lake…