Scaly dragons atop tall peaks
Banners hung in cold dark keeps
Magic once rippled in this world
Tattered flags now lie unfurled
Graceful in their appointed ways
Eleven thoughts to forests gaze
Old runes written in cold stone
Couched in languages now unknown
Middle earth now laid to rest
Scattered runes tell of the test
Memories of past magicians great
Silent tributes now to time and fate
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