
Blade without pommel, hilt, or edge.
Warriors trample,
Alchemists prize.
Enormous in number, not size.
Has legs but does not walk,
has a back without a spine.
sometimes wood, sometimes stone,
often arranged in a line.
It burns without fire,
lights without heat.
Ever rising, ever lowering,
the perfect lamp ever designed.
Weapons like daggers,
armor like mail.
Your death is its breath,
but on a beach it will die.
lowers mountains, widens streams, destroys towns.
no wall can stop it, no man can dodge it.
It waits on no one, but slows for those expectant.

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