Call to Arms: Westfall!

Well, I feel like posting a poem. This one is about World of Warcraft. After Cataclysm came out, I decided I should play through the new content. Soon I found myself in the rich farm lands of Westfall. People were murdered, the land scarred, the elements out of whack, and a woman in shadows was planning something against the alliance. I followed the story and found the daugther of the former Defias leader trying to get revenge on the people that killed her dad.

This poem sees a warrior, who had settled down in the golden fields of Westfall, forcibly take up his sword and shield again, and head into the Deadmines one last time. His goal is to finally bring peace in his beloved lands. He does not want to fight someone he once was able to call friend, but knows the prices they will pay if something is not done.

So I hope you enjoy "Westfall."

As the rain falls softly,

Across these golden fields,

Setting quiet the fires,

Of the remains that you left,

We are left wondering,

What it is you want.

You came in shadow,

As a friend and relief,

But you betrayed your country,

During our darkest hours,

When hell broke loose,

When we needed you the most.

You claim to have wanted,

The most simple desire,

Revenge for a father,

Who had betrayed the crown.

Did you ever stop to think,

Of the lives that were ruined,

By your own selfish desires?

You were broken that day,

When your father had died.

And now you won't stop,

Until everyone is as broken as you.

So as I lift my sword and shield,

And kiss my wife goodbye,

I set out across these golden fields,

In search of you.

I don't want do this,

I don't want to fight.

But duty calls to me,

Like it calls to you.

Your endless hatred must end.

I travel to the mines,

I hope this one last time,

I seek you out,

With a sadness in my heart,

The name shall forever ring true,

The name we gave to these mines,

One last time,

Into the Deadmines.