in the clearing

a soft glow is seen

burning embers amidst an evil gathering

closer still

a murmering drone echoes

through the once tranquil forest

chants of devilish blashphemy

are heard from the gathering

voices raised to the ancient serpent

with delight and disgust he listens

appalled by ignorant summoning

he knows their fate if the

evil deeds should remain

therefore

the chanting must cease

their mouths must no longer

bring forth profane utterance

silence the blasphemous chanting

diabolical summoning be still

unholy chants

terminated

still the echoes

nocturnal silence

a blanket of peace covers the forest

return to tranquility