Wraiths of Avalon

She found herself alone in darkness
In the middle of the night
Within an emerald forest
That let in no light
She had drawn there by compulsion
She was enticed by all she had seen
By passing by this place daily
Why she had come now at this time of night
Is hard to perceive
Why anyone would come here at night
Beggars any real belief
But she felt this was the right time and she walked
Around this place
She felt the quiet disturbing vibe
Given out in primordial waves.
She saw through leaves and branches
A glow of colour and lights dancing
And went to discover just what it was they were dancing to
But as she broke out the cover of the eldritch gloom
She saw an circle of candles
And dias in the middle
And a flurry of filigree incandescent nymphs
Wraiths of Avalon was their title of which they conveyed
And as they spoke she felt herself rise
They had caused her to levitate
And floating to the center
She did not know the game they played
And a chorus of sing sweet and rhythmic
Started to fill the air
And although she knew she wasn't she felt as though she should be scared
And as the music reached its peak
The wraiths flew faster here and there
And seemed to race straight through her
And she noticed the fabric of her being tear
And though filled with terror as she saw herself disappear
She was also fill with awe at the ritual they now shared
And soon enough in the shortest of time she herself now was a wraith
Flitting in spirit and light and song
Around this emerald primordial place.