The Shadow of the Necromancer
In the land of Eldrida, there was a great and powerful necromancer known as Zoltar. He was feared by all who knew of him, for his dark magic was said to be able to raise the dead and control the minds of the living. Zoltar was a solitary figure, and few had ever seen his face, for he was said to always be cloaked in shadows. He was said to reside in a remote castle deep in the heart of the forest, guarded by his army of the undead and other dark creatures.
Beyond the realm of reason, Where logic holds no sway, Lies a land of pure imagination, Where the impossible may play. The sky is a canvas of swirling hues, Painted by the brush of the dreamer's mind, The trees are made of twisted wires, And the rivers flow in reverse kind.