in the clearing
a soft glow is seen
burning embers amidst an evil gathering
closer still
a murmering drone echoes
through the once tranquil forest
chants of devilish blashphemy
are heard from the gathering
voices raised to the ancient serpent
with delight and disgust he listens
appalled by ignorant summoning
he knows their fate if the
evil deeds should remain
therefore
the chanting must cease
their mouths must no longer
bring forth profane utterance
silence the blasphemous chanting
diabolical summoning be still
unholy chants
terminated
still the echoes
nocturnal silence
a blanket of peace covers the forest
return to tranquility