...I dreamt of you.
in shadowed envy.
Burning my heart with embers
and shattered glass.
As your mocking voice
gave pleas of salvation.

Upon this mountain of ruin
bearing on this complication
of contemplation.
Another SET of
blood, bone and ashes
curled under my toes.
Maggot infested bodies
splayed across and piled high.
..Mountains of their agony.

Each scenario played differently
yet concluding the same outcome.

The wind shivers
in relieved ecstasy
as I sheath my sword
heading toward more populated grounds.

Begin.