Beneath the labyrinthine, lichened floor,A geode groaned with crystalline intent,Preserving in its vitreous, vacant coreThe echoes of a shattered continent.The seeker’s hands, calloused by quicksilver,Traced the tessellated veins of ore,Feeling the tectonic, tremulous shiverOf spirits that the granite gargoyles bore."O quiddity!" he cried to the abyss,"Reveal the quintessence of the arcane!"But only the hydra’s ophidian hissAnswered the invocation of his pain.The quartz reflected back his hollow face,A mirror for the vacuum of the space.
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