And so the elements did wage bloodshed upon the realms, and the natural world bled in numbers. Obsidian did dredge seeping upon natures frail innocence. And weeping in sorrow as life was entombed beneath. Its tears of ash sealed eternally underneath.
Cinders were bathed in heavens truthful tears As the each contended with elemental affairs. Oak did lumber forward to entangle all within roots, as the heavens screamed on soils sin. Wood did splinter, shards impaling friend and foe, collateral damage as anarchy did descend.
The earth bellowed as the onslaught of force did disjoin the soil. A champion would endorse the others right of battle, blades did clash as such impacts did render all near by to ash. brimstone against the clarity of diamond shards As no ground was won as blows befell within yards.
Fighting still mummers as elements do now crusade In natural form. Allegiances do switch others made, Scars still do heal even though such a long time ago, when lightning strikes a oak, know they are still foe.