A Scrying Incantation by Sanguine Woods

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Ball of light
Ball of night
Round and plump as
Love’s delight

Clutch at what
I ask to see—
Show it now
To me.

Cleave thou must
The harbored night,
Reveal the richness
Leave the blight—

At point of blade
A hostage made
Until my spell has
Drawn the shade.

Ball of light
Ball of night
Servant of his
Fallen flight—

Serve me now and
Serve me right.
Offer me the sum
Of sight.

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