Root of the Mountain

Stooped now the wraith, more shadow than flesh.
 Once mighty hews lie sunken in chest.
 Spectral hoar frost spat on breath.
 A pulse ebbs, yet, still Lord of Death.
 A silent tongue whispers tumours in head.
 Bending will of wardogs led.
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 To glorious carnage
 Armies were fed
 Leech to thrombosis
 Nations were bled.
 A world quailed in terror
 Stricken with fear
 Parents slew children
 As juggernaut drew near.
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 Beneath vast crush of crag
 Entombed in gut of molten slag
 An Archon-King cursed to live
 As regent in Abyss of eldritch Necropolis.
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 Stalking caverns'
 Gargantuan scope -
 Revenant sits on his throne.
 Emperor infernal
 In City of Bone
 And shattered stone.
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 At World's Edge a mighty range
 Cuts through cloud impaling Heaven
 Follow fissures down - Behold:
 The Root of the Mountain.