Threads Of Horace - Poem by Saint Eule
Sewn into the mortal soul,
were threads of Horace words.
Identity of romance and
chivalry of armor and swords.
When the battle was won
nothing was left to fight for but ones soul.
Expressing disdain for the
past trying to repress the ancient ghoul.
Patterns of fatigue within
dueling with the enemy the wraith of greed.
In the end victorious
in the final battle riding on the chestnut steed.
Threads of Horace in
the returning warrior finding no glory.
Fighting for his justice
with unreasonable doubt the soldiers story.
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