Three Gods of Death
Something I'm toying around with to throw into my Necromancer story....
Three gods of death sang for the ending of all things. The first offered up a Dirge, lamenting the dying of the lands and light. No sun would pierce the clouds, no stars to shine at night, no moon for wolves to howl. The wind was silent, the water stagnant, all would wither and die before the blight. The second chanted a Requiem, mourning the fall of man. Kings and serfs all laid low, from greatest noble to poorest pauper, no hero could stand, no coward could hide, all were consumed in his wake. Last was given an Elegy, for the passing of the gods. Their powers spent, their worshipers gone, no hope remained. The gods of death themselves at last fell silent, knowing even Death may die.
Three gods of death sang for the ending of all things. The first offered up a Dirge, lamenting the dying of the lands and light. No sun would pierce the clouds, no stars to shine at night, no moon for wolves to howl. The wind was silent, the water stagnant, all would wither and die before the blight. The second chanted a Requiem, mourning the fall of man. Kings and serfs all laid low, from greatest noble to poorest pauper, no hero could stand, no coward could hide, all were consumed in his wake. Last was given an Elegy, for the passing of the gods. Their powers spent, their worshipers gone, no hope remained. The gods of death themselves at last fell silent, knowing even Death may die.