Victory

[crazedpudding 2120]

VICTORY

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For the beloved brothers and sisters in arms who fell at the Skirmish of Stone Tower, and for the victory of the faithful.

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The waves lap at bloodstained stone,
And I listen quietly to muffled cries.
The cries of the dying and the damned,
The cries for mercy.

 

No mercy shall come,
For those that betray their faith find no refuge.
They find that the silken whispers of Iblees,
Mistaken for GODAN, most high,
Turn to knives against them evermore.

 

For where I stand beside the faithful,
The broken, the beaten, the UNDEFEATED,
I can only hear the sweet song of Godan’s aenguls,
Guiding my noble brothers and sisters to heaven.

 

For as darkness falls over bloodsoaked ground,
And the eerie silence post-battle wanes,
I see the glorious light shining upon tomorrow.
And may sacrifice usher in a new age of light,
A new age of peace and beauty.

 

And as we travel into this new ‘morrow,
May our resolve never falter and our faith never waver.
Let the joyous cries of the pious and the good,
Ring out through this new tomorrow.

 

And let the fallen rest in blissful sleep,
Knowing that they have been avenged,
And remain unforgotten among the living.
May they rest peacefully, bathed in eternal light,
Forevermore knowing that we shall remember.

 

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SIGNED,

Her Royal Highness, Klara Elizaveta, Duchess of Baranya

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Klara Elizaveta finished her work with a flourish of her pen before climbing the ladder in her room at the Nikirala Prikaz to gaze out at the sky. 

 

“Are vy proud of us, Sigmar?”
 

[AmazingAzura 212]

Sigmar Mondblume had sat there, talking to his mother and sister. He laughed between the three, the current conversation being the best alcoholic drink. The Baron's eyes gazed down from the seven skies,

 

"Of courze ea am." He simply smiled, before taking a sip out of the carrion in his right hand.