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Submitted: 8 May 1998 Red Winter by Seugallus Magelynde (The Three Provinces: Akroeg 354)Bloodshed in the name of fun Snow red in the morning sun Yet the sun has risen; the day begun The war is over; what's done is done. When wounds are mended and winter past Our hearts will still be beating fast Afraid we haven't seen the last Of the Gorbesh warriors, thousands vast. When weapons of wood and steel fail you Draw on the weapons you never knew A ready wit and heart so true A will to do what you have to do. The losses and grief are the price to pay As payment for learning in battle's way An inner strength, a guiding ray A path to victory, as I say, "Rejoice, Elanthia, you've won the day." |