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The circle of warmth and light

Emitting an orange glow across the sky

Clouds flying high above the land

Slowly, the glow fading into darkness

Sunlight fallen, light submerged in shadow

Tenebrosity overtakes the land

Yet shimmering stars in the night sky

Moonlight bringing forth a dim glow

An eerie whistle in the wind's song

I march through the moonlit path

The reek of violence still present

Stench of blood on my armor

In exhaustion from battle

Weakness returning to me

I fall to my knees under a tall tree

Passing into a moment's slumber

My eyes going dark, falling into rest

Transitioning into a dream

Nothing but darkness I see

A haunting desire to flee

Suddenly, awakened abruptly

By the befallen spirits of battle

Translucent, eyes dark as night

Circling around me in rage

Cursed both in life and in death

Wandering in the confines of this forest

Suffering greatly as they are restless

They unsheathe their rusting blades

I stand on my own boots

As they enclose around me

I draw my sword, slicing swiftly

Yet they remain unharmed

In the blink of an eye, I am pierced

By what felt like a hundred blades

My deep wounds bleed leaves and thorns

Fog arising from above and below

My vision fading into a blur

The shadows growing darker and darker

Falling to my knees, the tip of my sword

Stabbed into the dirt ground

My hands resting on the pommel

The spirits of battle vanishing into the forest

A million leaves and thorns gushing out of my wounds

On the brink of inevitable death

Roots from a hundred trees

Rise up from below

Wrapping around my body

Infused with a warm light of healing

Mending my cursed wounds

Each cursed wound sealed with the earth

Once again, the goddess of nature

Has saved me from death

For it was still not my time yet

I still had to carry the duty of protecting her sacred land

Standing tall yet again, I still sense the wandering spirits

Gripping my sword, mythical power restored

The emitting glow returning once again

One by one, I banish each spirit from the forest

Leading them to the gift of eternal rest

Once again, I have guarded her sacred ground