Aithes
Lady of the Spear
Resmas gift from Rika ;o; ! <3
My blood is up, the battle lies before me
And death or glory all that doth await
I do not care, really, which it brings me
The honour that I fight for is my sole delight
My spear runs heavy with the blood of others
And my body too doth bear the scars
Of skirmishes long since fought, forgotten
Bar for the carrion crows that ate that day
You may call me heathen, if thou dar’st
Knowing that I never go unarmed
And the cowards that have in ambush tried to take me
Well, blood and bonemeal serves to grow good crops
I can smell the fear on the horizon, stranger
I can taste the smoke upon the air
I must leave you now, my spear is too clean
And must soon be dirtied once again
-- By Tiberius
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