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[aid] => mick
[title] => ''Bronze and Blood''
[time] => 2005-02-26 17:05:14
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[bodytext] => Bronze and Blood; Mingled together on this plain, Crusted together by the heat of a relentless sun. The stench of iron fills my nostrils... There is honor here? This place knows the shame of defeat, and the joys of overwhelming victory. It has seen fathers slay sons, and brothers maim brothers. But...with just cause? I see a man upon a spear, lifeless as time erodes him away just as it does forgotten dreams. I too will probably not remember him tomorrow. What rotten desolation has taken this place? Disemboweled men are cast about this field like the sands of a shoreline...waiting for the crest to come and steal them away. Each has traded his spirit for a sword, but I fear that only the buzzards are thankful for the sacrifice. Honor? Here? No, I see only a field of reddened mud, and wasted men. Helen, it seems, has been afforded entirely too much affection. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 57 [informant] => puranic_mantra [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => war )
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