Unthinkably more ancient
Is this Earth than we dare to dream,
And innumerable are the marvels
And the mysteries of her shadowy
And forgotten Prime...

Race upon race has arisen
From her teeming fens,
Or descended upon her
From beyond the stars,
And each has reigned
Over the primordial Earth
In its turn. But in the flux
Of unmeasurable ages
Each has gone down at length
Into the dust, and strange
And terrible are the legends
Whispered of their Doom...

In truth, it has been writ
That many are the newly-founded
Cities whose foundation are reared
Upon the sundered shards of
Forgotten cities crumbled into dust,
And by the world forgot...
© The Mad Prophetess