# Battle Oath: For The King

Author: Gray
Tags: Medieval, No-Yiff, Poetry, Short, War

A short, sort of chanted Oath in the name of a King for a battle to come. One of the little droplets of content I keep getting while I'm trying to create a story that has a kind of medieval environment. I liked this, and I wrote it with the intention of using it in my story, if I ever manage to create it in fact.

Without Your Grace,  
the vacant becomes empty,  
the quiet is silent,  
the cool is cold,  
the shades are shadows  
and the peace is dreary.  
  
And when You're not watching,  
our strength decays,  
our voices hoarsen,  
our stance wilts,  
our will falters  
and our spirits dim.  
  
But when You stand at our Front,  
The water is silver,  
the grass is emerald,  
the sunshine is gold,  
the sky is saphire  
and the stars are diamonds.  
  
You are the wind  
that raises the flags;  
You are the blaze  
that warms up the night;  
You are the stones  
that hold up the castle;  
You are the steel  
that constitutes armors;  
and You are the Reason  
that drives the kingdom.  
  
So may Your steps  
always be steady,  
may Your sight  
be ever clearer,  
may Your grasp  
forever stay firm,  
may Your sword  
never grow dull,  
and may Your shout  
raise our virtues to our glory.  
  
For Yours is the Crown.  
Yours is the throne.  
Yours is the castle.  
Yours is the ruling.  
Yours is our loyalty.  
  
For Battle!  
For Glory!  
For Victory!  
For You!  
For The King!

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/rm8L3Ym0