Kvetha, Shur'tugal Greetings, Dragon Rider

I Know What We Do Is Right But Right Doesn't Always Mean Easy.

For My Love, I Will Wade Through An Ocean Of Blood, Even If It Destroys Me

Wind Howled Throught The Night, Carrying The Scent That Would Change The World.

You Cannot Miss What You Have Never Had.

The Songs Of The Dead Are The Lamentations Of The Living.