[DFT] Submission #1

[StoneFemme . via Dragonsfire-tor]

If you were there...

Gulf War: Any Year

Ansteorra Camp


As the sun rises up to take the last day, the smell of the previous nights campfires are now overtaken by the smell of coffee and bacon for heroes of the battles gone before... on the moor you see a sea of gold, emblazoned with that star... That BLACK.. TEN POINTED STAR, that signifies WHY you came!

Your mind wanders to a time when honor really stood for something, and the bruises worn by those who've opposed you serve as YOUR trophies...

The crack of sword upon shield, axes, arrows and siege weapons who's aim were true for the Kingdom of Ansteorra!!

But sadness overtakes you as you realize that this day will be the last...


Then.... There'll be no more March to battle as days gone by, but instead, an obligation to travel to a place far from this dream, this beautiful dream...

So Anachronistic and elusive!!!


Yep.. It's time to break camp, pack up and go home...

Lauretta d'Avenporte