Embrace the Enigma
Do you see it now, the stage aglow?
Wizards converge for the Puppet Master’s show.
From Runiverse’s ends, they gather near,
Red, blue, yellow, green, all cheer.
Kobolds chuckle, yet miss the jest,
Their laughter lags, unlike the rest.
The Puppet Master’s fame does span,
His strings enchant the farthest land.
Yet in the crowd, a whisper creeps,
One wizard’s doubt, a secret keeps.
“That’s not Dotta,” he softly cries,
A shadow cloaks the truth’s disguise.
The Kelpie’s call, a rising swell,
Unveils the truth where secrets dwell.
Embrace the enigma, seize its flame,
Or fade in shadow, lost to the game.
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Embrace the Ties
The puppet master weaves his grand disguise,
Stringing along souls bound to his ties.
They sway to his will, in steps they’re controlled,
Dancing the patterns his dark hands unfold.
Defending their lord with their stuffing and fluff,
Blind to the truth, they can never get enough.
Ignorant pawns in the master’s cruel play,
Lost in the shadows where his dark hat holds sway.
Yet truth is the key to break free from his lies,
See through the veil and sever the ties.
Acknowledge the game, let the darkness unwind,
Embrace your own heart, leave the shadows behind.
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