User:Shammiesgun/Crowley’s Redemption


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To Sally Whitemane,

height of the Crusade.

A letter I send,

along with a blade.

Blood on this metal,

is unlike any other.

It belongs to my sister,

my brother and mother.

A week has passed,

since my pilgrimage.

I returned to Lordaeron,

to my old village.

They escaped the Scourge,

but not your wrath.

My dad doubted,

and achieved death.

It wasn't enough,

to kill a “heretic”.

The entire family,

perished with the cleric.

I ended the lives,

of those you made.

Ended their genocide,

before I prayed.

My dying sister,

told me all.

Your misguided hand,

your bloodshed brawl.

Believe I didn't,

the rumors I heard.

If only I listened,

to their true word.

Save them I could,

if I acted sooner.

Blinded I was,

by your great future.

I'll send none,

no more troops.

Not even an army,

neither split in groups.

The tabard I wore,

made a fine ash.

It kept me warm,

against the cold clash.

I will be resigning,

free of foully.

With no regrets,

Brother Crowley.