In my dreams I see two green hills. Here is where time stands still. For on these earthen mounds, is where they've unleashed the war hounds. Two great armies perched upon the crest, waiting to clash to see who is the best. They stand at the ready with swords and spears. with death at hand they begin to cheer. They charge downthe sides like stampeding cattle. Hearts pounding as they fly into battle. the ground begins to shake under their feet. Neither side is thinking of defeat. In the middle the two armies collide, many are wounded many more have died. The battle blazes all though the day. Neither side giving way. As the sun shines its last light. The two armies part for the night. They return to camp tired and worn. Some tell of the day and others morn. Some will rest through the night, others awake waiting for first light. For as sure as the sun will rise in the east. The two armies will fight like beasts. In a place where time stands still. In my dreams on two green hills.
Reason for writing:
It was just a dream.
A friend
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