The Death of Roaque

She took one step and then staggered
She took another, and fell headlong
A chorus of screams went up around us
But, we knew; what's gone is gone

Her dying eyes strayed up to me
On the inside, my soul froze like ice
She never whimpered, and she never cried
Stamped out, like a grain of rice

And then it came; ringing through the hills
The charge of anger, and of dismay
She could have used it a few hours before
But, all would remember that day

An arrow shaft arched from her back
As her lifted hand fell to the ground
Blood began to pool around her body
Our purpose had been re-found

The call of war bore down on us
We would never let Roaque die in vain
The tides of battle had been turned for us
And one by one they were slain

And then it came; the end to the war
As the time passed, peace would come to rule
And the guild continued, for their mother Roaque
Her life, had been their greatest jewel