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a thousand await
so I stand atop the hill thousands will fall at my will .my name I've forgotten upon the eves silent as death like sword and greaves. so I stand atop haunted hill awaiting dawn to strike the hour, falling before the blood in shower .
my king aegelmier sends his wish ,fight till the end of this .for there the blade of fate once held, by the one in scarlet helm.
for there the blood flowd. from sword blow. and so.
© David Alan Salsman