Crimson Cataracts

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*Posters of clean and formal scrolls line each town entry, posted on each bulletin board*

OOC Note:

((In the time of the war effort, this big clash, I thought it may be inspirational to anyone out there to maybe. . . avoid war or either become more sickened by it. PvP isn't my favorite considering RP is more realistic to me than clicking buttons but I still enjoy awesome combat and sinister RP! A big thumbs up for more creative writing if you want it! The rhyming scheme shifted at one point in it, with an AAAA theme, in order to show the quick preparation and rash intensity when striding into battle. Everything else is an ABABA rhyme scheme in order to show this solemn time for many and embrace the true feeling of what this poem should provoke))

If you aren't able to read this font:

Crimson Cataracts

Ferrum, aurum, ores of a whole
Sparks of ember and smelting of hammers
May they splice the soldiers, gashing this hole
The love once found, only to hamper
With the corpses that deal the toll

Stomping the ground, the infantry moves on
The women scale the towns, emotionally timid
They fight for their sons; they fight for their spawn!
The shackles and clattering casting very vivid
In the eyes of all, may the victors stroll at dawn

Swords sling out in might
Feather ended piercing arrows pluck back tight
The vigor of men, hoping to only smite
This will be the end of a life and beginning of a fight

One by one they shall fall
Once delicate blades of green now of ashen smoke
Their aimless families, reaching out by intense call
Treachery and gluttony in death but a cloak
For this behavior be among the feats of all

A crimson stain splotches your heart
Impurity now tracing itself into your mind
Soul and body now pulled apart
Your vision seems to have become as clouded as the blind
For these Crimson Cataracts now start.

[CheekyNolan 5420]

At least it rhymes.

[Elad™ 560]

Moved to the Archive. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.