Battle Cry


The empire has fallen.
Our golden army has failed us.
Darkness with overtake us within the hour.
Waiting is all that’s left.
Our heroes are gone.
Children cry and mothers are silent.
The screams echo still across the kingdom.
The gods have forsaken their people.
The storms rage loudly above.
We have been betrayed.
Soon enough,
Blood will stain the streets.
Red will splatter our windows.

We are lost.
Silence remains.

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