Gnawed Bones

The battle fought was all for nought.
All that remained was charred ground, shattered trees, and gnawed bones.
There were none to tell the tale of this battle,of what monstrous beast faced off against a hopefully valiant hero.
Or was the beast the hero of this story?
The truth would never be known, and time would soon erase what evidence remained of this fight.
Even now, scavengers had picked what little of value there had been.
Gnawed, unidentifiable bones were apparently of little worth.
But perhaps some minstrel would happen upon the scene, and compose a song of the battle he imagined took place here.
Then those bones wouldn't lie forgotten, but would echo through time in song.