Dawn Troupe

Do you remember that radiant troupe?
The sorrows and joys penned by the playwright Aeschylus.
They are the most warrior-like among theater troupes, always singing amidst the blazing fires of Strife.
They are the most priest-like among warriors, praising the peaks of Okhema and the dawn that lights the mortal realm.
"The hero Corinchi rises, guarding his honor with his short sword."
"Aecus' chariot crushes the tyrant, heralding victory."
The dispersed citizens gather, raising their weapons against calamity.
Even the thieves of Dolos pause for them,
Venturing into ruins with bravery, saving lives like heroes.
The legendary troupe of all time may have faded, but I still glimpse them in my dreams,
Where they don the masks of Kephale, playing as the god that upholds the world.