The Buried Axe


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Towards the mountain, again on path not known
Moving slowly against the creeping wind
That howles through their bones
This path has no mercy to show

Haunted by their worst fears
They go deeper
Guided by their greed
They seek a thing long lost

It lies hidden from them
And must never be found

The buried axe...awaits.