Do mind the obsidian stone

crooning a smooth paean

as it rushes thru the surging wind,

still radiating the warmness

it absorbed upon the supine terrain,

but has now been heaved

indomitably by the Dragon-Witch

into the reddish mist

and forthwith

to descend

to the oceanic depths

in vain

-proving her disdain

as it splashes into the ravine.