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Chronicles of Ancient Darkness The hardcover, the musty page aroma; To some just a book, To me an escape. I want to climb into the pages, Seal the book behind me; And there, in dark ancient times, Live free, in harmony with nature. I’d lope through a fiery forest of autumn trees, Surrounded by the melody of birds; And later sit by the fire, as the sun sets, And the sweet smell of smoked salmon, wafts through the air. When the moon is high in the sky, And her little cubs twinkle around her; I’d howl with the amber eyed wolf, Until all memories of sadness wilt away. There, in a world of the distant past, Safe and wa