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In cavern's gloom, a wizard's lair, A tome of spells, he starts to share, With chanting voice and lifted hood, He calls on forces, dark and good.
A pentagram on ground is drawn, With candles' glow in the early dawn, From ancient book, the spell takes flight, Summoning spirits in the night.
An eerie silence fills the room, As from the shadows, evils bloom, A goblin spirit, wicked, vile, Emerges with a sinister smile.
Its form is mist, yet eyes aflame, A creature that no words can name, In wicked dance, it twists and turns, As the wizard's incantation churns.
Dark arcana in the air, A symphony of dread and scare, In binding words, the wizard sings, Evoking goblin, dark doings brings.
So in this canvas, tale is spun, Of magic dark, and battles won, A summoning from pages old, A story in paint, forever told.

Description
more images on nadavrock.com/

In cavern's gloom, a wizard's lair, A tome of spells, he starts to share, With chanting voice and lifted hood, He calls on forces, dark and good.
A pentagram on ground is drawn, With candles' glow in the early dawn, From ancient book, the spell takes flight, Summoning spirits in the night.
An eerie silence fills the room, As from the shadows, evils bloom, A goblin spirit, wicked, vile, Emerges with a sinister smile.
Its form is mist, yet eyes aflame, A creature that no words can name, In wicked dance, it twists and turns, As the wizard's incantation churns.
Dark arcana in the air, A symphony of dread and scare, In binding words, the wizard sings, Evoking goblin, dark doings brings.
So in this canvas, tale is spun, Of magic dark, and battles won, A summoning from pages old, A story in paint, forever told.