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THE TALES OF AYELSFARN (An Aethereal Menagerie)
(Second Edition)
Copyright 1991 by Robert Bryan Reinhardt
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Includes all original and revised poetry and prose
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The Tales of Ayelsfarn; An Aetherial Managerie I (1985)
The Tales of Ayelsfarn; An Aetherial Managerie II (1991)
Copyright 1985, 1991 by Robert Bryan Reinhardt
ISBN 0-8059-2988-6
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c2. To the aetherworld
Within the darkness of the moonclad night
Shades of hope slip in and out of sight.
O Bealing Bells
By whose hand dost thou toll?
O Bealing Bells
Why do you not just lie back in your hole?
Goddess of the Dawn,
Like her sister the Moon,
Inspired with the love of man
Lost Titus for the lack of bloom.
Demons of Despair
Follow her everywhere.
There exists no place,
No empty space, no room,
Where she might escape
Their beckoning doom.
The shades of hell,
Fuel of the future Fire,
Cast her within a shell
That she might join their fold and their sire.
O weapons of might,
Free her from their hold.
O devils of the day,
Pursue the demons of the night.
O free her,
Free her soul.
Yoked in an erroneus affair
With the wiles of women
Is the lost, the kind, of man;
Proof that the Light-angel is winning.
Angels of Mons, wraiths of war,
Fight my battles,
But leave ajar your aether door
That I might pursue your rattles . . .
To the Aetherworld!
Caught in the light of the sun,
Away from her sin-spawned home,
The wretched, aethereal, dead one;
For lack of, within darkness, the want to roam . . .
and roam
and roam
and roam!
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