Carcosa

Along the shore the cloud waves break,

The twin suns sink behind the lake,

The shadows lengthen

In Carcosa.

Strange is the night where black stars rise,

And strange moons circle through the skies,

But stranger still is

Lost Carcosa.

Songs that the Hyades shall sing,

Where flap the tatters of the King,

Must die unheard in

Dim Carcosa.

Song of my soul, my voice is dead,

Die thou, unsung, as tears unshed

Shall dry and die in

Lost Carcosa.

Start crossed on two good edges at ~chest height, way down and right in the yawning pit just around the corner from

Panzotopanzonite

. Travel up and left to engage a heady crux and topout.

You can do a lot with a little as far as pads go. Toprope rehearsal and roped spotter recommended for the crux. It would be a really bad idea to fall off the end of the crux or the easy but delicate topout.