=======-Afoot of Death-=======
Those of death, go to life
The wars of rage, go out with a page
Forever now we die

Those of fire, go to water
The lands are ravaged, never to be salvaged
The monsters wreak, others have kind feet
Forever now we destroy

Those of peace, go to war
There was no peace, there is no peace
The hatred grows, while cities chose
Forever now we kill

Those of many, go to less
They have power, but little hour
The assassins lurk, while rulers smirk
Forever now we rule

Those of children, go to death
The raiders kill, the citizens fear
Forever now we die

-Aceeri, Poet of Blades


Penned by my hand on the 5th of Mayan, in the year 616 AF.