Once an Empire,
Glorious was it..
But now she lays in ruins.
Ash strewn about...
Soot covered bodies lay limp.
In the midst of it all, was a large piece of parchment,
which upon it was written the follow:
Swiftclaw Empire is no more,
Nor will it's Empress soon be.
Those who despise her majesty,
Have destroyed her only home,
and will destroy her life beyond means.
Nothing can ye do to stop us.
You can run, but you cannot hide.
For you are the next to die.
Written was that in blood,
blood of those who had lost their lives.
A circle of ash sprinkled about the wood that the parchment was nailed to.
Burnt rose petals and poseys, were scattered, and in the dirt was written:
Ring around the rosey,
our pockets full of poseys...
Ashes, ashes. We all fall down.
(And die.)
And that was the fate that the Empire had been dealt.
Fire, then attack.
The empress still runs from those responsible,
but soon she will die nonetheless.
][ OOC: Well, obviously, the Empire is dead. It has been dead since last year...But...well...I had forgotten the password, so only now is it officially dead. Gomen. xD ][
][ OOC once more: I live in New Jersey, under a hour away from New York City. I do - did - not know any of the people who died in the tragedy, but I do know people who knew victims. My heart and soul goes out to those suffering - blessed be....R.I.P....God bless america. And to those responsible - remember the threefold. ][
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