Mother Clotcarver’s Riddle of the Lost 13 (Quebra)

Vengeance deeper and more thorough

E’en than the cunning in her burrow

So that he could spite the lich

The devil tore and cut the stitch

That tied these thirteen to the seas

But to undo, he left the keys:

One in the shallows

One in the deeps

One in the sky

Within these great beasts that haunt our shores

But where did the fiend put the door?

The devil locked his strange machine

Where once the maze did make fourteen

• Mother Clotcarver