I am prepared to face the shadows that approaching us..
I am ready to give myself to this war..
I am aware of the state this world are heading.
And I forsee nothing will be the same as before..
I will not dwell to much of stories and legends.
Or try to understand the acts of those kings..
It will not help me, when I face the enemy.
nor give me strength when I lift my sword.
This world is changing, and maybe much will be gone..
nothing should be taken for granted, nor ignored..
The small little things that makes us believe and hope.
Therefore I rather remember the smell of a flower than a history of the old..
