24 August 2012
It's a game of many men, Many men and their land. Lined up on either side... The human sacrifices stand. Then the men are moved, guided by a single hand. Some have to be sacrificed, For the greed of just one man. Until the dead lay scattered, And those left have to band. The kings have finally joined their game... Completing their thin strand. But now the wars come together, Bishops, pawns, towers manned. One final fight, and check. The loser to become just sand.
©Odd
Wars • Opuss № I