Poor Magus
            Following the fool wherever he goes, what
            Does he think to accomplish?
              
            To subdue the beautiful monsters
            And return them to their cage
            Beneath the hill, within the egg of age?

            To interrupt his concentration,
            To break his trance
            Would be calamitous by either design or chance.

             Wait wait wait –
             His hat will explode when the moment comes
             & the darkness is complete.