The Thorn Upon My Hip [A Forbidden Tale from The Speaker's study]

[b][i]As I look down upon the city, I cannot help but feel a chill The world is torn asunder, but the city slumbers still Do they not know of the peril upon us? Do they really fear no ill? It is in Guardians that they place their trust, their faith and hope tranquil I fear that we will fail them, our days are filled with pain Another guardian fell today, on Venus, in the rain His heart was true and full of light, he sang a song of flame The city will not mourn him, for they did not know his name As I look down upon the city, the fog fills me with dread The enemy knocks upon the door, and countless now lay dead And now that battle is over, here lies Xyor, the Unwed The chef has a new cake recipe, its soufflé à la Dreg Our numbers are diminishing, how will we ever survive? We scout and patrol the planets, it keeps our senses alive I happened upon a dead guardian, but before I could revive My ghost exclaimed with urgency, "We've woken the Hive!" As I look down upon the city, and I recall the things I've seen I could tell you of the Vandals, and how they serve the Queen We fought and killed a gate lord, we took his head off clean I tossed it to her brother, the bastard was still mean The Vex control a Warmind, our light began to fade We generated orbs of light, and carried out a raid The Oracles tried to curse us, we escaped the Gorgon's gaze We cleansed ourselves of the darkness, Time's Vengeance has been paid As I look down upon the city, I bite thoughtfully on my lip But the city slumbers still, now free from the darkness' grip I summon for my sparrow, I summon for my ship I stand as a [url=http://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Forum/511412]Thorny Guardian[/url], with the Thorn upon my hip [/i][/b] [spoiler]If you have enjoyed this please consider viewing [url=http://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/11690/83193115/0/0/1]my post in the Writer's Corner[/url], where I now place all of my works.[/spoiler]