In the Hall of the Mountain King
For Lord Hadrian
With epic endearment
Our eponymous peer
Descends the dark pathway
Down into depths below.
His heart bravely beating
His countenance clouded
Silent steps mark his path
Slipping down through the stone
Till truth mars his journey
And Trolls race to battle
Sweat scorched and battered
Stormy seas in his eyes
He is hunted and tracked
Hearing only salvation
When the hall collapses
And the Mountain King dies.
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