[An alteration of a piece from "Charge of the Light Brigade" by Alfred Tennyson. (1880)]
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Trebuchet to right of them. Trebuchet to left of them.
Trebuchet behind them.
Volley'd and thunder'd; Storm'd at with shield and spell, While demon and warden fell,
They that had fought so well Came thro' the jaws of Death, Back from the mouth of hell,
All that was left of them, Left of Adamant.
Flashed all their swords bare,
Flashed as they turned in air
Immolating the archers there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wondered.
Plunged in the fiery-smoke
Right through the Fade they broke;
Warden, Demon and Nightmare
Reeled from the Inquisition's stroke
Shattered and sundered.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the Grey Wardens.
Trebuchet! to right of them. Trebuchet to left of them.
Trebuchet behind them.
Volley'd and thunder'd; Storm'd at with shield and spell, While demon and warden fell,
They that had fought so well Came thro' the jaws of Death, Back from the mouth of hell,
All that was left of them, Left of Adamant.
When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wondered.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Inquisition,
Noble Grey Wardens!
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[Author Note: Pffffft haha, sorry that was awful but I had fun lol. Blame the social isolation - April 2020]
