Thawing plains
Night swallowed our lands
with ravens flocking in the moonlight.
A long day of battle
has drawn to a close.
The cold heart of man
now yielding to the chill of night.
Silence on every hill
our cries devoured by the darkness.
Victory! We claim.
As rubies formed from frozen blood
glimmer across the fields.
Unmoved and eternal
for this one night.
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