im flying high
and soaring though the sky
i can see you down below
looking so small
i fly with the Ravens wings
so sleek and black
over looking the battle
i soar with Morrighan
going one by one
to the brave souls
who are now done
you stand so tall
your shell now gone
your sword still in your hand
on the ground
a young healer comes
to cry for the fallen
her brother lay slain
fallen on the land
her cry is the only sound
heard across the land
a young girl's tears shed
for a warrior and friend
a brother never to be known again
i fly so high
looking down on the carnage
the land barren of all souls
save for the healer...
with no one to heal
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