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From The Jackals To The Shepherds 42: King of Spades
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Battlebards Tracks used:
Elven Dirge – Farewell – Score Music – Philippe Payet
Transcription:
A week has passed
We found something digging in the mud and a week has passed and
We made new families and a week has passed and
We planted our gardens and a week has passed and
We met The Beast and a week has passed and
We met The Creature and a week has passed and
We saw a good omen and a week has passed and
We consolidate our tools and a week has passed and
We learned the legends passed down by those before us and a week has passed and
We splash in beauty and a week has passed and
We learn of the ruinous girl who has been with us a long time and a week has passed and
We meet the charismatic girl who has been with us a long time and a week has passed and
We feel old love and a week has passed and
We get into a playground fight and a week has passed and
We find the first pine tree and a week has passed and
We prepare to kill The Creature and a week has passed and
We say goodbye to old love and a week has passed and
We die to The Creature’s hand, defending its home, and a week has passed and
We feel the hunger of summer storms and a week has passed and
We know that summer is fleeting and a week has passed and
We welcome a new face into our community and a week has passed and
We feel the potential of summer all around us and a week has passed and
We try the first ritual and a week has passed and
We welcome a new family into our community and a week has passed and
We build new homes and a week has passed and
We are reminded of the danger of the woods and a week has passed and
We discover the absence of wildlife and a week has passed and
We slip in our ritual, dooming us all and a week has passed and
We mar something beautiful and a week has passed and
We meet the marauders and a week has passed and
We fight ourselves, fighting progress as well and a week has passed and
We part ways with those who feel they cannot belong and a week has passed and
We weather a natural disaster and a week has passed and
We enjoy the fruits of our labors and a week has passed and
We quarantine our ill and a week has passed and
We mourn the death of the strongest among us and a week has passed and
We throw our strength into a single project and a week has passed and
We finish a project early and a week has passed and
We are cold, tired, and miserable and a week has passed and
We react to the winter weather and a week has passed and
We watch a soul disappear into the winter night and a week has passed and
We see a good omen and a week has passed and
The Frost Shepherds arrive.
When the sun finally returns to the sky, the mountains are still. The river continues to run. Winter lasts forever and is over in as much time as it takes to declare that spring has arrived.
We are all that is left, and we have been searching for a place to call home. We find ourselves gathered together in a dark wood, nestled between sharp mountain ridges. The forest is filled with scrawny and sickly trees that stretch upwards like twisted spears. We make our way through the forest to find a small river and an abandoned mining camp. The buildings of the camp are rusted and the wood in them rotting. Mysteriously, all of the trees in this area have been cut despite the area having been abandoned long ago, and only the occasional stump remains, sticking up from the ground. The sun has dipped below the horizon as we take stock of the area and group together.
Many weeks pass.
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