Our Dearest Blood

Alexander the Great’s chief bouncer has gone to join his master. In case anyone didn’t catch that, Ratshag Actual has made his final curtain call.  We may have been on opposite sides of the world of Azeroth in a thousand different ways, but here’s one Dwarf that’s gonna miss the big lug.


Through these fields of destruction, baptisms of fire.

I’ve witnessed your suffering as the battle raged higher.


And though they did hurt me so bad in the fear and alarm,

You did not desert me, my brothers in arms.


There’s so many different worlds,

So many different suns.


And we have just one world,

But we live in different ones.


Now the sun’s gone to hell, the moon riding high.

Let me bid you farewell; every man has to die.


But it’s written in the starlight, and every line on your palm;

We’re fools to make war on our brothers in arms.

Posted on August 3, 2012, in Blogosphere, Is Drunken Friday Night Filkings. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

  1. what a lovely tribute and what great panoramas! I like this post 🙂 Where is the like button??


    • Hah, I’m not quite up there with the fancified button technology. Hm, dunno, maybe there’s a setting hidden away.

      Yhanks for the kind words!


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: