My friend, Little Icywolf, is the sister of Greely. When he sacrificed his life, she was filled with grief and sorrow. She wrote a great poem about it. Now I pass it down.
With a Flower Withering and the Moon Glowing
And a river beside the hill with it flowing
The stars in the sky
With my loss up high
That Greely!
I need him really!
I grieve all night
Just one
Then I realize how many
Nights to come
That I must fight
~Little Icywolf
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