A.tribute.to.one.of.my.favourite.games.ever
The silent crow
on alert
sentried high up on the bough
A trusted
sentinel
harbinger of darkness.
The pall of
darkness falls
the land succumbs
The previously
known,
no longer.
A shrill call
in the night!
a flurry of activity
The wards all
around
the rivals detected.
Baying for blood
slashings of glaives
Spells cast
lives lost.
Serenity the
victorious army wins
vanquished ruled by silence
Peace once
again
tempestuous it may be
In
the world of Warcraft.
dejectium out
1450 hrs gmt
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