phoenixbane

There's a sad tone in the wind. There's death on the horizon. The parasites are out of control. Destroy me, destroy my life, destroy my heart, destroy my land, leave me with nothing. In the midst of chaos, a solitary voice sings out above it all. This voice brings new life, life with tempered innocence and hard hearts. Ready to rise again and fight the battle that isn't mine to fight, I struggle on. Why? I do not know, only that perchance I will see a glimpse of my true self, my true heart's calling and breathe life once again into this dying land.

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This may be my last post, my subscription runs out soon and I lack the funds to keep an idle site going, especially when I question if any actually read this. My subscription runs out soon after the new year, but I doubt even this entry will be read...