What music plays above the skies of Zerathinth, what melodies resound within her emerald halls, and who dares hear the bloody scream under the song? The harmony and melody of Zerathinth, the ever weaving, swelling tune that never stalls, forever grows to cover up an untold wrong. There is no rest for those players of Zerathinth as there's no marks for breath nor rest within their score, but evermore they sit to play in ceaseless work. What music plays above the skies of Zerathinth! How through all of our histories its heard to roar! What fetid truth under this din in silence lurks?
Poem: Zerathinth
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