JAZAL from INFINITE CONTINENT by Five-Armed-Bard

Wander weeks across the waste
Of salted flats so desolate
I struggle to articulate
The beauty of that gleaming gem:
Jazal! Jazal? Jazal!
Ough… was it worth the wait?

Gleaming spires of azure gleam
An oasis city built from a dream
I must admit, they’re quite obscene
But you’d be too, if you’d only seen~

A kingdom built by hardened men
Harder still at building’s end.
When desolation is all you know,
Hedonism is a golden throne.

Those who trade across the wastes
Rely on them and compensate,
As result, their wealth is great,
As those residing appreciate.

Orgies decor with silken sheets
Shameless love within the streets
Incense burning with calming scents
Laced with salted hallucinogens

Their minds are addled with salt-laced dreams
Mined from cliff-face and brains of fiends,
These drugs are hoarded by lords of bliss
Guarded by Rustrobes, with enchanted fabrics!

Many travel, from far and wide
braving the travels through deadly dry,
For a the paradise city of succor and sin
Forsaking their old lives for hedonism.

Temptress temptress, speak your mind?
Do you think I’m a fool to give my life?
All the gold in the world isn’t worth this flesh
And the wonders I dream while in its caress.

Wander weeks across the waste
Of salted flats so desolate
I struggle to articulate
The beauty of that gleaming gem:
Jazal! Jazal? Jazal!
Ough… was it worth the wait?

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