A poetry dedicated to Skyrim's pre-game facts

[DavideMitra]

FALLEN - A Civil War poetry about the Darkwater Crossing Ambush

Extracted from "TES V: Time Traveler Stories" modification

 

Ulfric and his rebels were returning from the Rift ;

"We must reach Windhelm, soldiers: let's be swift!"

 

He was in a hurry;

"Soldiers don't worry!".

 

By now, the border crossing was behind them;

It was the time to sing their anthem.

 

Moral was up, everything seemed quiet;

But soon the blood became the arrow's diet.

 

Hundreds of birds made up of wood and steel did suddently appear;

Behind enemies' wooden shields...they would quickly disappear.

 

Sunlight was taken down;

The carriage driver's outfit became red, but I swear, it was brown.

 

Dozens of blue bodies did hit the ground;

That was the Death and its terrible sound.

 

A small group of rebels shared an unique name: "The Survivor";

"General! It could be enough!", said an Imperial advisor.

 

The ambush was over;

Everyone became sober.

 

"Ulfric! Open up!";

"If I'll do it, my time in this world will be up!".

 

"You are surrounded, your horses are dead;

Today the spirit of the Stormcloak rebellion has been eaten like bread".

 

This is the poetry's end;

All hail the Empire! The Evil we will rend!

Edited April 29, 2020 by DavideMitra

[Maharg67]

Good, interesting. :thumbsup: :thumbsup: :thumbsup: