Elder Arcana

Elder Arcana

From sacred halls where whispers call,
I weave the fate, I break the wall.
A thousand spells, a boundless sky,
The magic flows, it never dies.

The stars ignite, the sigils gleam,
A burning truth within the stream.
Through shattered time, through ancient dust,
I claim the power, rise I must!

I am the storm, I am the fire,
A soul untamed, a force much higher!
Through spell and shadow, fate is mine,
The elder arcana, lost in time!

Pages turn in hands of gold,
Secrets lost and stories told.
The gods may watch, the world may fade,
But my command will never wane.

No king, no war, no blade, no chains,
Can stand against what I have gained!
A whisper forms, a realm unfolds,
The arcane breathes in runes of old!

I am the storm, I am the fire,
A soul untamed, a force much higher!
Through spell and shadow, fate is mine,
The elder arcana, lost in time!

When time stands still and all is dust,
My name will echo—magic must.
A mage unbroken, strong, divine,
Bound to the arcane for all of time!