Nightcore Eileen Og

For her, I would gladly give my life. She is my sun, my oasis. No treasure comes even close to her. To me she is more precious than air itself.
At least, she was.
War is a cruel game you know. The kings and queens play it like a game of chess in the evening. Only this time, it is no tea, that is spilled over the floor. I fought many battles, just to impress her father. She was waiting for me.
The grimm reaper, was not.
He avoided me, all this time. In every battle. But for her, he only needed a small illness. She closed her eyes, three days bevor I returned home. Left me alone, in this cruel world.
The god are laughing about us. And you know what. They have all right to do so. We are fools, nothing more than simple pawns on a giant board. And sometimes even I wonder.
Am I still human?

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