The mighty Lord who owns the blade,

And acquaintance of old,

Will war long with the Lord self-made,

Where sun turns sea to gold.

The warrior maid with golden fur,

Will come and help them fight.

And even when strife is no more,

Lingers sorrow black as night.

Whoever hears and heeds this cry,

To march off into war,

The question is; Who will die?

Whose blood will stain this shore?


This is a story written by SaynaSLuke, and can be found on the Redwall Wiki. Written as an alternate history fanfic and including characters such as Groddil and Rose, it has received fairly good feedback from the Redwall Wiki community.

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