Their relationship was created in the fires of battle
on the fields of death and destruction
fighting side by side two young warriors forged a bond
that could only be broken by death
She a tall elf maiden with flowing blue robes
and lilac flowers in her long blond hair
he a dark haired human lord in dressed dark green
a golden circlet adorning his brow
Together they ruled a kingdom with a steady hand
a 35 year golden age bloomed of peace
their subjects were happy but well trained
to defend the land when war threatened
although in this time it was a rarity
They had many fine children together
and were able to watch them grow strong
ready to replace their parents when the time arose
and the scythe man can to collect them
In their final battle they were slain
lying together as they had done in life
it is said that they walk the heavens in peace
that not even death could break their bond
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem