Liber Limpetus - AKA Glass Grimore, AKA The Transparent Tome, see Saint John Devouring the Book by Dürer. Oddly enough, The Criminal’s Guide to the Chapel Perilous seems to be an excerpt of this much more mysterious work.
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He wondered was it really her
Or just another test
Mistakes were made
What's done was done
And mother knows what's best
Feline flowers felt him flail
They did not want to see it fail
A secret tree
A hidden box
They sent him there with chains and locks
Honey bunny dressed in jewels
Hopping happy for some fools
Sent him in just as a dream
Finding something yet unseen
Threee streams did run
with color mark'd
Flowing upward through the dark
Another building that was made
Precicise perhaps
The stones were laid
Some days certain
Some days unsure
Some days the wind horse curtains obscure
Ssslippery secrets
And Sanguine inset
I feel you Dakinis
And the fires burn yet 🚒
Imposter syndrome through and through
He fakes himself and so might you
Some days remembers
Some days forgets
Some days reflecting on regrets
Some days emboldened
Some days demure
Some days a poison
Some days a cure
Golden hair and silk skin
Straight outta Esalen
Speaking for the Darkness
In the manner of a mannequin
Misbehaving marionettes
Experiment and make small bets
Dreaming of tomorrow too
With occasional regrets
Lovefooled again but what is new
When one is one is two is two is
Mirror mirror watching clear
Will wonder when you wander here
For fairly fairy finds the wood
And truth be told her aim is good
Her window holds an earnest eye
I promise I cannot tell a lie
Transmogrify him into tune
Replace the wings with wooden stakes
Engulf the center with the lune
She makes sure there's no mistakes
Embers kindled, at times obscured
The memetic memory endured
Knowing not yet how or when
They walked into the woods again