Penned by Justinian ‘The Bastard’
What flowers once grew here,
they have been trampled many times.
now they lay under your rotting corpses,
because you could not hold your lines.
Why do Covenant men still ride to fight?
can’t you see this See is righteous?
no, of course you can not realize,
because you are a dwelling virus.
So if you are so intent on dying,
bring your best men to our lands.
for we could dispose of your meager souls,
even with binds upon our hands.
To this I offer as firm advice,
put your selfish motives aside.
to continue sheltering the already damned,
shall lead you to your own demise.
Post-Victory
CCXXVI S.A
