A place of myths

Among the northern lights

A primordial time exists,

Somewhere in the ether

Within the swirling coloured mists,

A preternatural feeling

Of radioactive gases,

Sends all our heads reeling

As we venture into the unknown,

On a path of discovery

To learn about the legends and myths,

That define the extrodinary,

The things we don’t think exists.

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