Papers in a bar

[__WaterFox__ 636]

A paper would be resting on a table at the Nightinggale Tavern. The hand writing lopped off to one side, as if the writer were bored and not really paying attention.

"In an age long past
We stood tall
We stood strong
We stood proud

 

Blood spilled and blood divided
We stumbled
We wavered
We bowed

 

Blood spilled and blood divided
We faded
We accepted
We were nothing

 

Wounds healing and blood still divided
We shook
We gathered
We looked ahead

 

Wounds healing and blood still divided
We rose
We spoke
We existed

 

Wounds healed? Blood no longer divided?
We can call ourselves ker   "                          

[Remyy 952]

"Well ****. That's depressing..." A Black Elf remarked

[Brokenhelix 145]

Jayce's crimson eyes look over the poem, his lips turning downwards in a frown as his mind wanders

 

 

[BonesOfTheEarth 2252]

2 hours ago, Kenzi The Demon (Kry) said:

A Black Elf

I am proud