Postby ethiril darklight. » Sat Mar 24, 2007 3:47 pm
This is not really related to the events, but rather the general story of Valorn. But it is related to peace *grins*.
Here goes:
Green forests, full of magic,
Lakes, and rivers crystal clear,
Castles and cities with walls so thick,
That the people know no fear.
Above me, in warm, sweet summer air,
A single Dove does fly,
It knows no strain, no care,
And I watch it fly on by.
Us Valornians, far below,
Drinking and singing songs,
Not always training like we should be,
But doing nothing wrong.
Then one day, the calmness gone,
Forcing brave Valornian lords,
To rush around and find some men,
To deal with Balthazar's nearing hords.
Blood and terror fills the land,
That once no terror knew.
Pirates landing on our sand,
With an evil, fearless crew.
Creatures feasting on human flesh,
Demons turning once green forests gray,
Brave men dying everywhere,
Can we still drive them away?
I look around and despite sadness,
There's still some hope in every eye.
I turn my face up to the heavens,
And to our gods I cry.
And to my feet, from that poor dead dove,
Falls a single, snow white feather,
Reminding us to strive for love,
And fight for peace together.
By Jarcus Magickus (My Alt). (#77071)