3. For the Heroes of Peltarch

For the Heroes of Peltarch

  • Peltarch Far Scouts

    Under the cover of night, sheets of parchment appear pinned to the sides of buildings, and on the doors of the citizenry.

    "War Song"

    The rapid rhythm of life disturbed
    Threat of conflict come to kill me
    A symphony of frightening sounds
    Harmonies of war with fear fill me

    Man’s passionate greed for power
    Death and destruction’s driving beat
    Countless carelessly destroyed
    By anger’s avenging and burning heat

    Rage and rush of battle
    Sounds of metal hitting bone
    Another soul’s lost chance
    To see their children grown

    Iron swords invade the body
    Blood from marrow spilling
    Crimson creeping into the ground
    Coloring the grass from killing

    The rumbling sounds of struggle
    A fight to reach high and stay alive
    The prized one or two moments longer
    One that contains a lifetime or five

    A single last chance at solitude
    To feel your child in your arms
    One more precious chance
    To savor your lover’s charms

    Life slips away silently into memory
    Pausing to see who was left behind
    Several souls pray that somehow
    Hope returns to the sorrowful mind

    But finally calm has come to claim me
    Desperately inhale sweet life long and deep
    Close my eyes from the world
    Feel the fear and anger finally sleep

    Powerful Passion
    Jubilant Joy
    The love of life
    Let them fill me.

    Those who gave their own life
    Allowed our lives to go on
    We owe our priceless gift
    To those who died and are gone

    I have not much of value
    To me no precious jewels belong
    But to them I give them this…
    My heart’s war song

    For the Heroes.

    Those who have fallen
    And those who continue to survive.


  • …For Victory

    As daylight returns
    The fires of hope still burn
    Crawl through darkened light
    Sickened by the mournful sight
    Tears fall from eyes
    Not sure what has been done
    Sorrow creeps throughout my soul
    All is lost, none have won

    The battle smoke remains
    Begin to feel the pain
    Alone now stagger on
    Unsure how it begun
    Through time war previals
    Thoughts fears cast aside
    Face the consequence alone
    With honour - valour - pride

    As fire fills the sky
    We once believed in life
    Now time to die
    …For Victory

    Now in deaths glory
    Mans final destiny
    The final price to pay
    ...For Victory

    "They shall not grow old
    As we that are left grow old
    Age shall not weary them
    Nor the years condem.
    At the going down of the sun
    And in the morning
    We will remember them."
    "We will remember them"

    ((Had to share this song even though I missed most of the war. It's brilliant.))


  • Lucia walks past one of the songs, then standsa and reads it over, a silent tear coming to eyes. Quickly she takes down a copy, folds it up and puts it into her bodice. Then hastly leave the place to find the ruins of her home