Return

Prepare your mind and mould your emotions tonight, do this well. Build your foundations strong, My child, and I too, shall decorate myself in our last darkness. Tomorrow we shall fight our daemons, peace be our background which we will glimpse through bloodied senses, but My child, should victory comfort us, we will live on our battlefield, amongst our enemies, favoured by our sightless eyes. In a light that shall never fade, a pure spirit shall be borne and we shall return.