Depths of Ealtar

In the dark tunnels a challenge await,

The path you must choose to reach the last gate.

Each turn you pass through,

Has a chance to make true,

An exit be found,

Or unsteady ground,

 

At the end you may find,

An object of light,

What nature has signed,

An ease to our sight.

 

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