Road to Regalia

War: The Prologue

It began on the night of eve

When everyone was rid of belief

That no longer would not descend upon them relief

From the collapse of the eave

From the sides crept the men

Carefully watching the lion's den

Then, when the coast was clear

They cried, with a sneer--

"For the glory of Mankind,

May thee be razed,

Nothing left to graze,

In this land of the blind!"

And so they sprang,

Readied the lithobolos with a muted clang

They aimed at the king's palace

To crush it to useless ballast

But the king's men were alert

They raised their own rocks

And hurled them from their stocks

Alas, most landed in the dirt

But was that not the fate of many,

Those that had sacrificed plenty?

Blood stained the walls

And arrows pierced from heights tall

The invaders retreated

Lost was their furious attack

Yet the defenders were greeted

with a bloodthirsty "We will be back!"

Nevertheless it was the night of eve

When everyone was rid of belief

That no longer would not descend upon them relief

From the dangers of the reeve.