The Awakening

The dust has set
Over the bloody fields
The spund of battle long gone
Just an eerie silence floats
In the air

Into the night
I'm falling into the darkness
From the depths of Hell
I hear them calling my name
The stench of iron & blood
Still lingers in the air
As I drowse off to the steady
Clatter of my steed hooves

My armour weighs me down
But my mind wanders off
Traveling to distant realms
Where I never been before
A trance, like a dark spell
A sudden gleam of shimmering white bone
Then a pitch black breeze
Hits my face, I have arrived

The gamble of life and death
Is always at hand
So make your moves
Don't tremble in fear

Victory or defeat
It makes no difference
From my claws
You can not escape

Death awaits me in the end
Which ever path I choose
What counts is the journey
Not the destination

A gate then loudly closes behind me
Waking me up
I, I behold a strange fortress
I have arrived