Final RestA Poem by Nerezza_SA warrior's last standAs I lay here... My bloody body torn to pieces... Laying in a pool of my very own blood... A glorious battle that finally was too much for me... My weapon shattered by me, my shield cut in half... I can only look up,barely conscious... "It's time to rest, finally" I think as I close my eyes for a final time. It isn't long till I just know that I am truly dead. I see all people I met... All the friends I made and family And by them I seat.. Tonight I shall feast on Valhalla
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