#deeper magic

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Beneath the world of light and time And magic from the planes, In endless night lost worlds are hidden, Bound in eternal chains. Their magics far more powerful Than anything still known, Their primal and their untamed nature Eldritch to the bone The ancient fonts of power wait For those who find their way Through magic of the Ancient Worlds Where darkness takes the day. The ancient secrets can still be found Beyond time and planes and light Power nigh endless awaits those Who venture into night. However, once the way is open Ancient monsters may break free The Vaults of Time's power unleashed Could end reality. There are things best left forgotten That could the planet fry Nightmares given life and form That could bring down the sky. So trifle not in ancient magic Lost in eternity Lest stars fall and worlds tear apart And all things cease to be.

The lengthening and apparent endless iteration of a certain space-horror franchise does not, despite the cinematic automation, limit its main creature’s ability to mean. Everyone knows that parody engenders the sign more than it degrades, so too the latest iteration in your life of the exterminating angel called Alien, as unknowingly parodic as it may appear can still initiate a sense of direction and significance to your otherwise suburban and non-lethal daily life. Any alien’s an angel heaven sent, because it’s the gods of course you should beware, for having stolen fire, as it were, basic copy right infringement so much Doom follows. It is up to your cunning to survive to the next movie. But know this: Doom transcends gods and angels both; its agency serves a deeper magic.