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The sword it plunges deep down in the ground, Armor shivers echoes without sound, Pommel bright like stars no longer seen, Hilt now limp where fierce warriors have been. Magic's glow from Arcthyril subsides, Slow it fades like stars in darkest nights, Spell's force dwindles leaves a waning light, Luminous blade becomes mere mortal sight. Eclipsing light echoes in the dark, Fading spells leave only shadow marks, Great buckler clangs and falls to the ground, Silent warriors lost without a sound. The wreckage of the battle lies so still, Once mighty forces now beyond the hill, The clash of steel a memory so clear, Echoing song for the lost who fought here. The shield's rim bites the earth with final grip, Armored hands release their iron trip, Heroes kneel no longer in the fray, Their stories with the wind now slipped away. Eclipsing light echoes in the dark, Fading spells leave only shadow marks, Great buckler clangs and falls to the ground, Silent warriors lost without a sound. digital, painting, loose brushwork, light and shadow play, captures feeling over form, whimsy, other-worldliness, fantasy, adventure, aerial shot, beautiful, painterly, detailed, textural, artistic, aesthetic, intricate details, highly detailed, vivid, vibrant, volumetric lighting, grimmsfantasydetails