The wind sweeps over the empty battlefield,
drifting through this perpetual night
and filling it with screaming echoes
of heroes past...
The heroes -
Mere legends of their youth,
now transformed into hungry ghosts;
on their incessant search
of that one last morsel
they may never find.
Meanwhile the wind -
just sweeps on over this empty battlefield...
-Srividya
April 24, 2018