Fading ink on page,
Whispers of forgotten tales,
History’s embrace.

Ancient ruins stand,
Echoes of past civilizations,
Whispering secrets.

In battles of old,
Blood and honor intertwine,
History’s scarred face.

Time’s river carries,
Memories of distant days,
History lives on.

Stories etched in stone,
Whispered by wind through ages,
This was generated by artificial intelligence. Spooky isn’t it!