OMEN OF BONES

The veil is thin,

between the seen and unseen.

In shards of moonlight,

in cracks of burnt bones,

in eyes of falcons,

in ripples of puddles,

you steal a glimpse of the world beyond.

They reveal to you,

many a mystery,

And arcane knowledge.

Be warned, fate sayer,

seer of far,

when you see them,

they see you.