Tattered Cloak from Spell Piercings by Gonemage

Beneath a cosmic tapestry, traveler in cloak so worn
Gaze upon a fading ROM, forlorn and screeching

To harness spell guts, a tangled new art
Extract like bone from sand, reboot a dying disc

With a wave of its hand and a solemn decree
A violent purple emerges
A sprinkle of hope, a rope descends

Paint relinquished, cable in grasp
Disc flourish, spinning in mystery

To harness spell guts, a tangled new art
Extract like bone from sand, reboot a dying disc
In sacrifice profound, solitude
Hidden in a moon

On lunar sea
A solitaire wish
Tattered cloak billowing, where once fantasy brewed

Unknown now
Unknown now
Its only trace
Shreds of fabric
Its only trace

To harness spell guts, a tangled new art
Extract like bone from sand, reboot a dying disc
In sacrifice profound, solitude, wormhole food

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