by DoughGuy Wed May 16, 2012 6:39 am
Exhibit
The cursed are lost to us, swallowed by darkness
A dead man’s teachings, replacing their light
We remain at the hidden grave
Protecting the truth with shield and blade
The death of our teacher, not diminishing his life
Chant of the True Scions
Exhibit
A man of two faces, disparity given form
A life of light, a death of dark
A covenant with the dark, a wolf guarding a grave
A covenant following the dark, hunters guarding a wolf
Two different hunters, protecting two truth
A traitor and teacher, a knight and a hunter
A dirge to Artorias
No idea if dirge is the right word but it sounds right.