From Janics Milburga to Iron Sea
By Nathan
What lies beneath an Iron Sea, the things that strangers cannot see?
When the waves are calm, from shoal to shore, is he but the man that we adore?
Placid in the stiller air, with shoulders that heavy burdens bear,
His friends kept safe from port to pier, on gentle tides when skies are clear
Yet ring the mast’s alarum bells, and foes beware his crests and swells,
For enemies both fierce and fell shall be resigned to briny hells.
And every treasured friend shall be kept safe upon the Iron Sea:
Hard as the clamshell, soft as the foam, a bastion against the gloam.
And should your skies be tempest-tossed, and hidden reefs do you accost
Fear not, for we shall come across the precious trinket that you lost.
Upon this day, Sword, be not blue.
All our regards go out to you.
By Nathan
What lies beneath an Iron Sea, the things that strangers cannot see?
When the waves are calm, from shoal to shore, is he but the man that we adore?
Placid in the stiller air, with shoulders that heavy burdens bear,
His friends kept safe from port to pier, on gentle tides when skies are clear
Yet ring the mast’s alarum bells, and foes beware his crests and swells,
For enemies both fierce and fell shall be resigned to briny hells.
And every treasured friend shall be kept safe upon the Iron Sea:
Hard as the clamshell, soft as the foam, a bastion against the gloam.
And should your skies be tempest-tossed, and hidden reefs do you accost
Fear not, for we shall come across the precious trinket that you lost.
Upon this day, Sword, be not blue.
All our regards go out to you.
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