Lost in the Mists

Hymn to the Morning Lord, Verse 8

Hanged, revealed

The points of light, having defeated the rope-given-body, set out to discover the dark puppeteer behind these atrocities. Your hand guided them to the cemetery once more, but once entering found Your light far from sight. The graves wound on impossibly long, dark moved to intercede and distract, laughter and screaming sounding from within.
It was at the center of this maze of tombstones and gloom that DuRay was waiting, with his freshly unearthed victims at beck & call. Your humble servant brought Your light to this place of darkness and revealed Your truth, that grace will always banish the murk that evil hides behind.
Fore being returned to rest, DuRay revealed twas the merchant Giles that brought him forth. The points went direct to him, to find him lost in his own darkness, cast from his mind and imposed perhaps by something greater, as yet unrevealed. There would be no reasoning with the man and the points sent him into your embrace with no satisfaction.
Times are caliginous.
Give light, Morning Lord, that we may see.



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