Of War
By hunter's keen eye, a sight behold
A journey on path less trod unfold
Depths of blindness, through darkness bold
Let pass brave seekers who know not cold.

Through fen and forest, through beaten path
Seek fame and fortune, they ply their craft
For sake of these, the bold and tough
Do battle and perish, under moon's laugh.

As pawns in hand of one divine
Chessboard that captions their acts, sublime
They know naught else, no past behind
Guiltless yet judged, to serve their time.

Light and dark, their forces flit
Cross timeless shores they seem to ship
The flow and ebb of tides let slip
The dreary gloom of carnage's wit.

RyuriaL

An original piece of mind. I hope to add to this saga. I lookforward to any feedback the community may be able to give me.

RyuriaL

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