8: The Tunnel

It was like

An opening to a dream

Frightfully fantastic

Eagerly endeavorous.

I thought

The shadows whispered of it

To me,

But my friends told me first.

Stolen away

In nighttime gloom

They had hidden in a tomb,

Where grass grew

And stone had inscriptions.

The tunnel was there

A long shaft to unknown lands,

Guarded only by three thieves

Who now had no hands.

And now shadows emerged.

How to pass through it

Seemed easier than death

And we had soon gathered

In the tomb

They had left.

The strange sound of wind

Rustling in the grass

A draft from outside worlds

Unknown,

Dawning upon us

A divine mass.

The first to go was Dietrich

He held a candle aloft,

The next was Carmen

And Seidfrieg,

And finally Molly and Pop.

I ended the line

My witless spine,

Never daring to dream again

Of what would come

And pass tonight

When our journey would be

Done.