/soy/ - Soyjaks

“They apologised and said they'd be-gone by next day
but they resolved in indignance to make their hosts pay.
At nightfall they dispersed with swords and cloaks,
and slaughtered all they could find of the VVynian folk.
They burnt down the houses, flattened the yields,
set ablaze the bodies in the middle of the fields. Anything of value they pillaged without mercy, the flesh of the young they feasted on merrily.

The town was now leveled, the streets silent and stained,
no voices could be heard where the children once played.
The foreigners moved onwards, to find another place,
like a pack of beasts with a person-like face.
The Isle was lifeless, abandoned by all,
the people of Vyn became but a tale.
In the school of the town, the one thing left standing,
a sculpture stood built by the children who saw everything.”