A Song of Greymarch

Post » Fri Mar 22, 2013 3:50 am

The following was found as part of the writings of Cidius Cedus, a scholar driven mad in his studies of the daedric prince of madness Sheogorath. Most of his notes were incoherent babblings, while this song in particular is somewhat readable, and had been rewritten at least twelve times throughout his notes.



“Good morrow, Sir Order!” Sir Chaos sang cheer’ly
His quarry, Sir Order, met him quite wear’ly
For Sir Chaos had re’ranged Sir Order’s domain
Turned suff’ring to good health, turned comfort to pain.

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“The Greymarch has come, Mad God, lay down your arms
For no tricks can save you, no magic, no charms
Order retakes the Isles, the throne is mine
You’ve gone too far now, you’ve overstepped the line.”

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Sir Chaos, unfazed, just grinned at Sir Order
Just hearing his plea made his smile grow broader
Sir Chaos was indeed one wily old man
And very few mortals would expect his plan.

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“Sir Order, please, you’re starting to bore me!
But if it’s war you want, we’ll get that, then won’t we?
Take, for example, the bright bug in my hand
A bug of his colour fills half of my land.
Then, Sir Order, take a look in the other,
Gaze on the darker shell of his brother.”

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Sir Order observed, but he did see no point
The Mad God was mad, and would never disappoint

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“When this realm is mine, the bugs will be level
And not the split-mood of some laughing devil
And the land will be without a border
Come now, and break before the March of Order!”

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Sir Chaos just laughed. “Do you simply not see
That as long as there’s chaos, as long as there’s me
No Greymarch will stop me; I’ll be back again soon
When Order breaks down, and howls at the moon.”

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Sir Order ignored him and swallowed him whole
And so the daedra was trapped inside of his soul
It ended as always, and Order shall reign
‘til the cycle restarts and the comfort becomes pain.
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