Blinded by the setting sun,
Soldiers are at the battle begun,
With sword, spears and arrows drawn high,
though on one side, the general sigh
"this war is wrong" the general feels within,
And teh knawing pain of guilt begins.
He knows what to do, but hates to do it,
The road ahead is darkly lit
Earth and blood, air with screams.
nightmare resides where once were dreams.
innocent lives, now dead on the ground.
And the general is to guilt bound.
The battle is won,only fear remains.
and for the general there are only pains.
A new path is chosen, a new path is seen,
Never the same the general has been...
(Written by an unknown elf, in remembrance of general tialvaco who fought for the army of aka during the dark era. after the battle Tialvacoleft to seek the lost heir. He was responcible for the return of the queen)
Auteur: Max Argos | ||
Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 15 december 2005 | ||
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