The sixth sided devil's dice,
Crafted from infant finger bones,
They come in a set of threes,
There's only 3 sets in history.
Played by the unholy Knights,
Glows eerily on moonless nights,
They lose their power in sunlight,
Energise under a warlock sight.
The druids feared them the most,
Imbued with the darkest of magic,
Kept inside a pouch of velvet skin,
The keepers are always first born male.
Used in the black arts of necromancy,
And in the most powerful of the summoning,
And if you should come by with any of these,
To keep in possession will bring you ills and misdeeds.
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Posted: Aug 2017
About this poem:Something new and ancient
It's got a tale ...Beware