The Night of The Phantoms
Musty shadows creep over cobwebs
Until the darkness has legs.
And phantoms are created, spilling out of caves like black paint.
The paint sprays over statues, piercing the sky until darkness creeps out.
This is the worst thing for Jamaa since the Summer-long drought.
The Alphas fight the phantoms, yet its already too late.
Jack-o-lanterns grin at Jamaa's phantom ruled fate.
Yet out of the mist comes Mira, the ruler of Jamaa is ready to help.
The phantoms are destroyed before they yell a single cry or yelp.
Jamaa is back to being peaceful, yet the phantoms will come next year.
The phantoms will never win, all they have on their side is fear.
By Olivejam
The Temple Of Zios
Mossy green vines cover history of the past.
Surrounded by ruins of the great volcano shooting ash.
The secrets still are buried, and many creatures still.
Roam the forgotten temple where knowledge lies here untouched until.
The gateway was opened, and Jammers galore.
Came racing into the the Temple, racing across the Ancient stone floor.
They read the great books, created potions that changed colors too.
They read about goblins and wizards, and facts about animals that flew.
They discovered fading scrolls, written in fancy wording that
Was how they wrote in olden times, like when the Great Bookmaker wrote a story about his cat.
And at night the silver moon shone bright.
Shining reflections on the silver lake, deep and dark at night.
The Jammers discovered secret coding, found Magic Mirrors too.
They found the magic scarves the witches knitted, dappled with sparkling red and blue.
And that is what they found deep in, the ruins of The Temple lost quite a long time ago,
And what the shamans will find next, no Jammer really does know!
By Olivejam
Lava
It's steaming cracks whip through the darkness like spider webs.
It's paw's claw the ground like fiery fangs.
It whispers hidden secrets, urging you into it's fiery depths.
It stains the ground like wet paint.
Rocks fall into it's crackling storm,
It pours out of the volcano, and soon it will transform.
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