They Flow Like Whispers Author:Richard Hall They flow like whispers through the depths of time,With a form that suggests a motion in rhymeThey're from another age and place,to achieve their goal they now do race Through timeless mists their tale is lost,But when they appear fear feels like frostBorn of darkness and of night,Few true can hold their fearsome sight Their dark lord is vanquis... more »hed in tales of old,Though still they run under moonlight coldFor should they win on the battle fieldDespair and pain they will surely wield And soon will find on the battle plainThe forces arrayed in mail and chainOur goal of goodness to win the dayTo keep the Others at hold and at bay. And hope still rides on an ancient swordAnd on a boy who is carried towardA destiny that will turn the tideAnd let a time of peace abide« less