
In reenactment’s guise, beneath High Hill’s serene sky,
Mercenaries turned, with treachery in their eye.
What should have been peaceful, a mimicry of fight,
Became a true battle, under the day’s light.

In reenactment’s guise, beneath High Hill’s serene sky,
Mercenaries turned, with treachery in their eye.
What should have been peaceful, a mimicry of fight,
Became a true battle, under the day’s light.