Spirits of the Fallen


Photo by: Jai Manson


Don't wander too far at night


You'll be risking your fragile, young life


In the deepest locations, amongst the series of islands; they won't go gentle into that good night


The souls of the dead continue their fight, for their proud allegiance and chivalry


Jealousy runs through them, so don't let them see you; as you will never be free from their gaze


It could very well be the last thing you do

The spirits of former soldiers, at night these islands belong to them


Protecting the unearthed divine, and ensuring their legacy


Please listen to me when I tell you:

If you hear the sounds of marching, and the bloodshed of war; just turn the other way


The Night Marchers, the spirits of the fallen, they are so unforgiving to humankind


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