Where Titans Fell
Where bodies tally the lives who gave
Where guns sang out at Darkness’ shade
Where towers list like heads to grief
There those rest we call The Brave.
Where hope held ground till lungs gave out
Where blood quenched soil plagued with drought
Where mighty Free Hold bore her teeth
As night rained down in thunder clout.
Where Cabal Legions struck with violent hunger
Where few proved to many that they were stronger
Where Guardians fought without reprieve
So that innocent may struggle one day longer.
Where armored headstones draw a line
Where will wove heroes into tapestries of time
Where demons dwell lurking underneath
Tired voices whispered a final battle cry.
So that a legend’s light may never rot
So that The Darkness rues the sins it has wrought
So our brother’s legacy may rest with ease
Titans stood firm for those who could not.
[I'm sold on Hunters, but I'm infatuated with Titans. To me they are everything a hero should be and stand for...]
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We Titans were the first class of the Guardians. Then the Warlocks and Hunters joined us. (Fun fact about Titan Defenders: The shield they get from a melee kill using Disintegrate, is our foes soul we ripped from their body. That overshield is literally their soul) At the Battle of Six Fronts, four Titan Orders defended six areas, and not one Front fell. While I do prefer the presence of other Titans, I refuse to go into battle without a Hunter and Warlock. They both provide their own type of thoughts and strategies. May the Light of our Fists shine the way to your ascension, Hunter.