The Prince’s Epitaph

Just a child in a world
About to be undone;
Just a youth who always knew
He would never be young.

Just the son of a father
Who sits upon a throne;
Just a man about to die
Surrounded, yet alone.

Just a soldier on a field
Once watered with blood;
Just a sword and a shield
Abandoned to the mud.

Just a casualty of war
And the darkness that looms;
Just a man about to die
In the shadow of twin moons.

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For the CW prompt:

“Two moons rise over a darkened field.”