Eight

Pillars before us, pillars behind; we walked the darkened road.
We had not known the ways of man and so we found ourselves alone.
But yet we forged a path beyond the limit known as Hell.
So many lost along the way, so few remain our tale to tell.

Eight of us there were in all; six to watch the first two fall,
and after three alone remained, the open plains of death were braved.
Our goal? To reunite ourselves in body and in mind.
But I alone remain to say our goal we did not find.

And though I stand before you now with seven of us dead
I care not what you have to say, I answer not to worlds of men.

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