User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Fall 2017/@comment-27161581-20171023041828

''Inari burries her face in a pillow. It feels like just yesterday she told Princess Celestia parts of her story.... Still though, the fox's voice echos in Glaive's head, to sing words that are too painful to say aloud. It's cathartic in some ways.''

For they are all my children, all, that I could defend,

Though they were all older than me, they could not see the end.

And so it was by chaos wrought, that hope died that day.

When we were going to march to war, I marched them to their graves.

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Family, a love - it matters not, I truly know indeed,

That I must sacrifice them all since there was such a need.

They know but can’t forgive me-doing only what I require.

With shatter’d minds but loving hearts going straight to the funeral pyre.

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These tears that burn my eyes are all the tears I can’t bear to shed,

The tears I weep in silence as I mourn my kindred dead.

And so it was by my hand that I piled their broken heads

If only so unknown lives could flourish and be simply led.