Moonlight shone brightly,
A bloody battle ragged,
Death after death,
The Warriors fought what seemed like a never ending battle.
It had been Ragging for days now, a cannon fired and fire rained.
Many live's were lost.
When a haunting voice echoed through the moonlit night, the battle ceased and everyone
looked to the sky.
A woman in a long, flowing, white gown, was floating in front of the moon.
She raised her arms upward and began to sing, a song so haunting, she mornful, all the
warriors dropped there weapons.
Then, the souls from all the dead rose out of their bodys and up toward the woman.
A portal opened, and all the souls entered.
The woman gave one last warning cry to the warriors and disappeared.
Welcome, Banshee.
