Owls alight lumber’s timeless wisdom libraries
Athena’s favour their brightness
To tea the knight adds spritespeaking things
Drinks, thinks, sinks then begins seizing freakily
The beaked eye curiously this seeker, his light leaking
This forest floor curiosity, at whom corvids caw and ravens roar rawly.
His strange brew begins its work, shattering Maya’s veil to sherd.
Land of assured dreams, Apollo’s golden mein.
Alchemisland 
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