Deeply Forgotten

  Deep, deep down in the dark & cold

  Lies promises of silver & gold.

  Tradition says oft not to go

  But forgotten was the cause of woe.

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  Heedless of what stayed below

  Young Urlumb went low into shadow.

  Where older than the greatest tree

  The shade asleep far beneath doth be.

  The boy who flouted warnings all

  Would leave behind him a haunting call.

  Reminded of what was above

  The dark would fill itself thereof.

  A people gone of mountain home

  Just one more test against an old tome.