Two Amber-stones of sunset glow Price any for them I’ll pay For they shimmer as lit ebony so That merchants of seven lands are frayed. I am enamoured, disturbed such That I have told of them tales replete How they are perfumed of misty lavender buds And reflected in them is Creation complete. They have burnt for centuries, it is said And will flame on...
Two Amber-Stones of Sunset Glow
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