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Written in honor of the same victory, by Knight Timmy | Written in honor of the same victory, by Knight Timmy | ||
===Sonnet of Storms=== | |||
<pre>Hostile Storms gather overhead, | |||
their dark masses obscuring the light | |||
the swords are drawn, soon the ground will run red | |||
as we brave few oppose our foes might | |||
the flag of victory, flutters proudly | |||
for we shall be defiant to the last | |||
and sing our warrior cries loudly | |||
In fire we forge the sword of true fate | |||
in the spilling of blood, we become united | |||
To them, we will spit our last breath of hate | |||
For we shall not rest, untill all is righted | |||
Rains of Arrows, the clash of Steel | |||
For none shall resist our triumphant will!</pre> | |||
by Lord Ulric, also in honor of the Atblane victory | |||
==Quotes and Speeches== | ==Quotes and Speeches== |
Revision as of 21:29, 2 March 2006
A showcase of literature produced by, and about Abington's nobility and people.
Poetry and Lyrics
The Battle of Atblane
There were many Enemiies, All waiting for a piece. Hav-ing unexpectadly found themselves weak in the knees The Carnage was Brutal A Surreal Bat-tle But in the end, the Abbies, and her friends were the ones still standiing. Death had to work Two shifts to keep up As men killed each other forgetting to say, sorryyy. This tale is so great, This tale is so sad, but we pushed to the end and never looked back! We pushed to the Ennnd... We puuuuushed, to theeeee, Eeeeeennnnd!
Written in honor of the victory at the Battle of Atblane) written by a sergeant serving Lady Doc's Biatch
The Battle of Atblane
They battle was ruff, Our men fought hard, They but many arrows, In that CE lard, The infantry fought, The archers shot fast, They held the line, Our calvery charged at last, Many died so others cound live, The fought hard and long, Gave all they could give, Many died so others could live
Written in honor of the same victory, by Knight Timmy
Sonnet of Storms
Hostile Storms gather overhead, their dark masses obscuring the light the swords are drawn, soon the ground will run red as we brave few oppose our foes might the flag of victory, flutters proudly for we shall be defiant to the last and sing our warrior cries loudly In fire we forge the sword of true fate in the spilling of blood, we become united To them, we will spit our last breath of hate For we shall not rest, untill all is righted Rains of Arrows, the clash of Steel For none shall resist our triumphant will!
by Lord Ulric, also in honor of the Atblane victory
Quotes and Speeches
Sagas and Stories
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