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Helena's Walls - A Patriotic Poem


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[!] A poem has been pinned on walls in Reza, and been sent circulating around northern Arcas by couriers. [!]

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Helena’s Walls

 

The Crow marches on, to Helena’s Walls,

And righteousness follows after him, a noble struggle,

Preceded by justice and glory,

To remove Godfrey from his blood-stained halls.

 

Haeseni brothers stand side by side, united,

Against the perfidious Pertinaxi.

Joseph’s men fight for truth and liberation;

And despite grave wounds, fight with lion-like bravery,

For it is their duty to serve their nation

Against the false Dragon, to end Godfrey’s slavery

Of the stolen throne of Renatus.

 

The streets are filled to the brim with sorrow.

Men are slashed and killed,

Throats are cut where soldiers lay,

Blood is gashed and spilled,

And the wounded slaughtered on this day.

In these times of pain and greed,

Renatus cares not for a humane deed.

 

The tide turns, the heroes are shattered

Inside these perfidious palace halls.

But there’s no time to weep as the Crow falls,

And drips his blood down Helena’s Walls;

 

No, the hateful false Dragon must be slain,

By blood and by steel, it will pay for its crime,

So avenge this defeat; Men of Arcas, rise!

Stand up and fight, for now is your time!

 

 

Written by

Dietrich van Jungingen

-Writer and Philosopher-

on the 

13th Snow Maiden 1717

 

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Some dying farmer, somewhither amid his blood savaged ranch, applauded the valour of such a poet. A final breath was drawn, and the man was soon reaped of his woeful life with a most piteous smile.

 

”The stars. . the heavens. . look how they beckon you so sweetly.”

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Somewhere in Arcas, a Snow Elf wonders why the valah make such woeful dramatics; instead of putting their time and minds into more useful tasks.

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“That’s a really bad poem.”

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2 minutes ago, Sultan said:

“That’s a really bad poem.”

“Silleh bigguns, poe’ry is fer halflings!” says Daisy Applefoot as she reads her “Dandelions” poem.

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16 hours ago, Sultan said:

“That’s a really bad poem.”

"It does take some degree of literacy to enjoy." 

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Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it. 

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