Beyond the hex the west winds shift the southern lands admired, beyond the path that we embark upon the views inspired. Upon the gales within the gusts, upon such breeze as passed, upon the travels to include the raging bitter past. Upon connection within fact upon the times abused in cautioned tracks to rein-act the shadows have been fused. Within the darkness strung by fate in words interned by names, the heat upon our tongues is timed upon the burning flames. In specter to the light that’s set illuminating night, the silver wheel is then revealed upon its eerie flight.