A very good friend of mine and a highly respected man, Grev Per, is leaving Erepublik: [a url=http://www.erepublik.com/article-384492.html]article[/a]
I know I won’t be able to enjoy this game in the same way no more. His contributions will not be soon forgotten. Grev Per was a very good writer, and widely known for it. I felt that I had to pay a tribute and that it had to be worthy as a farewell to him, so I mustered all the writing skill I had, and opened up to the feelings within, it won’t get
better than this. If I am to tell the truth, this kind of tears my eyes a bit. I hope it will reach through...
Grev Per, this is to your heart from mine, as a friend and as a companion:
Oh my Dannebrog! Clothed in silken soul. We fought along thine aid
Shield of innocence but with our blood we paid
Oh my Dannebrog! Defender of purity, tainted by crimson, voiden laid
I remember the skies, the clear, saphire blue skies by the wind in pearl white clouds dressed
I remember the ocean, the deep, emerald ocean striking the topaz coloured shores of the west
I remember the fields, oh the waltzen swaying fields of golden rye
I remember the night, the opal black night, strewn by diamond stars sparkling the sky
The riches of our lands
If not in our hands
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Errare humanum est, ignoscere divinum!
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