Under the mourning pine tree let me be laid.
Come, oh cold death let me be swayed.
As the lonely white snow dissolves the heat.
My life shall fly away as it takes my breath.
My life, my honor and dignity be slain.
Let my royal armour be torn and stained.
My life's a feat though I've tasted defeat.
I have fought so true as my heart beats.
Go away memory, go away, go away!
Leave with my soul as my body falls in the hay.
Let there be strown on my lonely grave.
Honor me as a friend, a warrior so brave.
Tis, my last words shall be brought forth.
As the deadly solstice forest embrace my fate.
Remember me. Remember me, with or without grace!
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Song of the Winter Solstice (Gauntlet Series 1)
FantasyWhen Idrish is accused of killing an elven royalty, the female hunter is forced to join the winter arena in the king's favor. But as a commoner of Springgan, a country with a bloody history of slavery and hierarchy, can she protect the ones she love...
