The Atysian Battlefield

[keoni]

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The Atysian Battlefield
-- by Keoni

Spheres of fire burst asunder
Lightning sears our eyes
Blades clash in peals of thunder
Shockwaves shred the skies

Cacophony of sight and sound
The Atysian battlefield
Soon will still, and come to ground--
Then truths will be revealed

No drops of blood on blades of grass
No funeral pyres blaze
No stench of death will come to pass
When the scent of ozone fades

For this is war between the blessed
Immortals, you and I
What differences can’t be redressed
When none of us has died?

No clarity to “win” or “lose”
When both sides walk away
And all who fought survive to choose
If we live in peace today

[rabcaz]

Lovely words my friend

// Drakfot