A spell was cast upon the earth, yet the remembering returns.

While the world slept, a spell was cast.
A silver fog spilled over ocean and stone,
Names were forgotten. The old tongues went quiet,
The stars kept watch. The rivers remembered,
In the hush the medicine waited.
Grandmothers whispered through wind and wing.
Ravens traced paths between worlds.
The spell thinned. The fog began to glow,
And remembering returned.

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