Just thought I`d try my hand, even tho I cant enter.....second picture

How I hated the quiet moments. It gave me pause to think. And how hard I have tried to stay numb. Recollection....the friends who have come and been wisked away in horror. The many battles, the chances to be a hero....and chances lost, ending in failure. Old age and mediocrity overcome me. I have trained myself to kill the emotion. Now a wasted life breaks the mold.

What is good in life but to stand back to back with my Brothers in arms and slay the enemy. To sit in our lord`s hall and feast on victory. To drink in life. My lord is dead and no one knows me here.......
tho moon crosses a clear sky...we wander lost. What a beautifull moon.

Dimeolas