The dust settled as she looked around
The loud cries of the carrions was the sound
The feast had been laid! There was much to be had!
Now they encircled careless of what was good or bad.
She looked to her left at the one who pushed her up
She looked to her right at the one who never gave up
She looked forward knowing she had support
Now she knew forward was the only way of import

Penned by my hand on the 2nd of Glacian, in the year 819 AF.