Aion - My Choice!
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I too decided to participate in the competition and even wrote a poem for it.

I ask you not to be too harsh on me for the rhymes; I did try after all.

Aion, the height is beautiful

And the feelings of flight

Oh, how I would love to fly

On wings, it is indeed a desire for all.

Huskarls marching out

From the glorious Odin’s thicket.

They annihilated for themselves

The mysterious sun arches.

And the Dwarves were amusing themselves again

Seeking oblivion in deception

Giving hope for love

And disappearing with the heavens.

The servants of Thanatos appearing

As a natural cause of death

Found an elegy in the eyes

Ah, it was so, you must believe.

The disgusting core of Huskarls

Fattened with wine and will

Of the Jotuns, gold, silver

Bound with an ill-fated lot.

Oh God, the quiet, bright world

Has gone mad from the bold passion

War and the ghosts of graves

Remained in memory everywhere.

Year after year, hour after hour

We remember this again.

The cohorts, battle and fear in us

Remain only in memories.

But a new world Aion created

Building a bloody stronghold.

The terrible era of cliffs

Was shattered by the waves of the surf.

In this world, three nations came together.

Again war, as in that world.

Swords, war, and all misfortunes

! And pain, under the fiery wing.

Thank you for your attention. =)