The Writings of Solree

A poem by Solree. Copies exist in the Cloud Temple library.

The Caverns of Menorcress - S.A.

The entrance here is dark and gloomy,
although the roof is high and roomy.
Spiral columns line the wall,
a ledge nearby holds sheer fall.

A miniscule tunnel leads away from all light,
which is followed by a narrow flight,
of stairs that drag on to a whole new scene,
eerie light thereof is irridescant green.

Mushrooms spread through a dimly lit floor,
waves slide softly on the cavernous shore.
Gems around are generous and abundant,
sparkling minerals seem almost abundant.

A drop of water splashes onto the ground,
but the simple drip leaves an echoing sound.
Almost like a high pitched bell,
nearly as deep as the Pits of Hell.