Aeons of Valor - Sojourner

At the top of the hill, a legion of the unknown gathers

We stare into each others souls with malicious intent

All on the line, we charge

As it rages, seeming unlikely to cease

They all clash, knowing their fates

Arcane waves of energy flow through the air

Steel dips itself in blood

Here they all shall die with honour

The landscape now painted crimson

The sanguine liquid caressing the ground

No sign of sheathing, it rages on

Dusk approaches, limbs now ache

Death yearning to embrace our souls

Sons of the earth wage in a battle for the honour of ancients

The gods look down on us and smile with satisfaction

Songs will be sung around embers

Whispers in the night will accompany our feats

Moon light comforting our trek away from home

Stories told of all odysseys in the wake of victory

For it shall be told

Here, in faraway lands

Blood was split

Fight with honour, they said

Die with dignity

Fate approaches blindly

Bound by blood

Through the endless night

They send us off

To meet our gods