Quick note: this is told from the perspective of Shogg from the novel "Triss."
Shogg
A kind word, a smile- that was your signature.
Even in battle, you shone.
When the sun died
I’d look at your face, see myself
As if in a mirror.
Is that a tear I see?
Let me wipe it away like so much salt water.
We’ve seen worse, haven’t we?
Better yet, I'll save it
In a jar, the glass as rare
as starfire.
Promise me, Triss,
That you'll do the same.
Keep a little reminder;
That handsome boat you named for me
Should do.
I'll go now. It's hard, I know.
Tell Kroova that I miss him
And I'm sure I can find hotroot
Here, even in Dark Forest.
