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Accursed April 18, 2016 -
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Darkened wings above the sky,
Monsters come from ancestral times,
Brothers breaking kinship's tie,
And Elven Lords with mortal crimes.
Dragonborn with sword in hand,
Mighty dragon beneath Gods' feet,
Hence comes freedom of this land,
When dragon's soul is lastly beat.
He shan't live to see his day,
As dragon managed fatal blows,
He is honored by the fray,
But Skyrim mourns it's lost heroes.
We give thanks to sacrifice,
And lay the dead in buried halls,
And though their riches may entice,
We are bound to Arkay's final calls!
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I tried to do more of an ancient Nord style here. I hope it worked...
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