The Blacksmith's Fall

The continued story of the Blacksmith's Tragedy.

The blacksmith slowly hammered
His heart that once burned with fire
Had slowly grown cold
Due to the loss he had suffered

Creating had grown worthless
So he put down his hammer
He sat in his chair
His eyes glossed over

"Why must the gods treat me so?"
He muttered
"Perhaps, they have lost themselves,
and deserve to die, too?"

The darkness within growled at his words
The shadows began to tremble at his tone
His body slowly morphed with those shadows
And his mind welcomed the violence

"Oh, gods of the heavens...
I will show you despair for thine treason!"
He roared to the gods
"I will judge thee for thine actions!"

And like so
The blacksmith faded from the world
But the gods had been watching
And they knew

That a war would be coming.