Eternal.

Eternal.

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"They stood with us, side by side, Fighting through battles as the nights got colder. Their blades once lit up the battlefield, And their voices were strong-but now, it's quiet. I can still remember the way they laughed, The way they'd charge into the fight without a second thought. They weren't just fighters-they were friends, And they stood for something bigger than themselves. Every time one of them fell, it felt like a part of us broke. But their sacrifice wasn't for nothing-it meant everything. They gave everything they had, no hesitation, And we're still here because they never gave up. So this is for them-the ones we'll always miss. We carry their memory every time we fight, Every duel, every swing-it's their story we tell. They're gone, but they're never forgotten."
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