Calm Yourself – Malisane Sadow 6169

Sitting calm and still,
My thoughts of past battles won,
And those that we lost.

Too many kin gone,
Their faces still in my mind,
With me still but not.

A new foe to face,
I find my self wondering,
Does it matter who?

Just another fight,
I will take my blade and kill,
It is all I know.

Not for glory now,
Or for fame, medals or rank,
I fight for Sadow.

And when it is done,
And others cheer, feast and drink,
I will not be there.

Instead I will go,
Until I am needed once more,
To fight for my Clan.

On the heels of loss
a temple built in exile
on the backs of slaves

In the wake of death
a simple choice: rise again
on the winds of change

On Sadow’s shoulders
a lost system to reclaim
on the eve of war

The temple looming
The Clan's focus is varied
The nighttime plays tricks

The noises booming
Interrupting darkness deep
Flailing 'round the mix

Our fear is blooming
With which we must fuel our might
All for our soul's sake

Forest entombing
Unless we control our wills
For tomorrow's wake

The mission zooming
Into the morrow's unknown
Restlessness grasps all

Massassi fuming
From the past of this great moon
Darkest pow'r doth fall

Wind blows and birds sing,
As I clench my lightsaber,
This feeling grows deep.

As I move slowly,
The feeling very profound,
It aches my core self.

I cannot move on,
I take a knee and assess,
I am quite hungry.

Manually added by Adept Elincia Rei