An Eagles' Sorrow
Heartstone Eagles
Recounted the tales
Of the battles with the Wraiths
and their piercing screeching wails
When Eagles fell...
In to the Wraiths' hell
Blackened and burned
Such brave sacrifices , learned
The wind blew
Bitter and cold
Eagles took to the air
To find the evil
The coming darkness too
Down below
Wraiths
With ripped and tattered cloaks
Poisoning the earth
With rancorous soaks
Eagles , up high
Swooped down
Feathers of gold
Gleaming in the sun
The battle ahead, begun
To take the Heartstone crowns
With talons drawn
They ripped through
So many Wraiths
Never enough Eagles
To conquer the evil
Of tattered cloaks,
burned and torn
Eagles, fell
Burned
Flashes of fire
Eagles , gone forever
In to the Wraiths' hell
It is in an Eagles' sorrow
That so many were lost
That the Heartstone Gem
The light to follow
Banished the bitter frost
In the midst of such pain
All those years ago
A new eyrie was built
Close to the Great Hall
To remember
Those fallen Eagles
Whose lives , spilt
Who will live again
In the hearts of all
Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2007
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