The Existence Of Tricks Does Not Imply

The Existence Of Tricks Does Not Imply The Absence Of Magic.

The Bards Sing Of Love, They Celebrate Slaughter, They Extol Kings And Flatter Queens, But Were I A Poet I Would Write In Praise Of Friendship.

Pride Makes A Man, It Drives Him, It Is The Shield Wall Around His Reputation... Men Die, They Said, But Reputation Does Not Die.

Because There Could Not Be Peace, Not While Two Tribes Shared One Land. One Tribe Must Win. Even The Nailed God Cannot Change That Truth. And I Was A Warrior, And In A World At War The Warrior Must Be Cruel.

Every Day Is Ordinary, Until It Isn't.