The Masterforger

Diamonds, walls, foliage, and shiny steel

Crafter, maker, of these things unreal

With the wave of her hand she forms and feels

Tailored to her style, The Masterforger

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Throughout her forged worlds she knows every space

Every stone has its memory and place

Every pixel by every model trace

Giving digital nature it's own face

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Building the scenes draped in material

That she made fast while eating her cereal

Morning after her textures were baked

So that their characters wouldn't look so fake

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When she's out working that is her great mode

So furtively connecting every node

To build the story into a known road

For audience to traverse easily

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Like an alchemist she works night and day

Bringing light and dark via each casting ray

Each ray having something within it say

To us, revelers in this strange science

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With mind imbued she raises with powers

Gardens, clothes, and other myriad towers

She knows who she is, no need to confer

After all, she's a true Masterforger