When A Person Really Desires Something, All

No One Is Entirely Good Or Evil; That Is What The Warrior Thinks When He Has A New Opponent.

When He Wins The Battle, The Warrior Celebrates.

The Desert Takes Our Dreams Away From Us, And They Don't Always Return. We Know That, And We Are Used To It. Those Who Don't Return Become A Part Of The Clouds, A Part Of The Animals That Hide In The Ravines And Of The Water That Comes From The Earth. They Become Part Of Everything. They Become The Soul Of The World.

They Spent Days, Nights, Weeks, And Years Talking, Never Accepting The Fact That, Good Or Bad, An Idea Only Exists When Someone Tries To Put It Into Practice.

The Warrior Of The Light Pays Attention To Small Things Because They Can Severely Hamper Him.