They gathered, on this magical night

Beings, made of glowing light

Scattered round the castle keep

Awakening those, once fast asleep

Their deepest desires, to return, the plan

Back to the fortress, where it all began

To once again grace, the place they did roam

Where spirits had played, in deep catacombs

Disenchanted by those, who chased them away

Enamored with others, who dare let them stay

 

Writing Prompt – Deepest Desires – Day 3/30

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