Rutherford The Brave
January 1st, 2010, 01:04 AM
Mother, it's cold out and I fear without a blanket I cannot survive.
Child, its a new decade now. I cannot care for you any longer. You've done well to survive the harshest of winters, the worst of humanity, and the downfalls of luck. I am tired though, my will can no longer sustain my body. It is here I leave you, to continue your endless journey for answers.
Mother, I cannot leave you here. Please let's go, you can do it. What if I get scared.
Son, you will stare fear in the face. You will challenge it, you will give it the fight of your life. You will march into the abyss and come back with your arms full of gold. You will strive for, greatness and acheive it because you took on adversity like a bull moose.
Mother, please let's go home. The light will bring you home.
Child, the path you will follow will bring you through extensive darkness. You will endure the worst of all things. You will see faceless men, wandering children, dead mothers, pillaged towns, and death. However you will continue your journey without showing remorse. If you show weakness, your advisaries will conquer you. Child you are the leader of the pack. Just like your grandfather.
Mother, what if I die.
Son, go willingly to your grave. Pray to your gods, and they will accept you into entirnal rest. I will meet you their my son, for you the reception will be glorious.
Mother, I love you
And I you child. It is my time, and the light shall take me home. Never give up, never stop searching. This is just the beginning, and the start to the rest of your great life. Welcome home child.
Child, its a new decade now. I cannot care for you any longer. You've done well to survive the harshest of winters, the worst of humanity, and the downfalls of luck. I am tired though, my will can no longer sustain my body. It is here I leave you, to continue your endless journey for answers.
Mother, I cannot leave you here. Please let's go, you can do it. What if I get scared.
Son, you will stare fear in the face. You will challenge it, you will give it the fight of your life. You will march into the abyss and come back with your arms full of gold. You will strive for, greatness and acheive it because you took on adversity like a bull moose.
Mother, please let's go home. The light will bring you home.
Child, the path you will follow will bring you through extensive darkness. You will endure the worst of all things. You will see faceless men, wandering children, dead mothers, pillaged towns, and death. However you will continue your journey without showing remorse. If you show weakness, your advisaries will conquer you. Child you are the leader of the pack. Just like your grandfather.
Mother, what if I die.
Son, go willingly to your grave. Pray to your gods, and they will accept you into entirnal rest. I will meet you their my son, for you the reception will be glorious.
Mother, I love you
And I you child. It is my time, and the light shall take me home. Never give up, never stop searching. This is just the beginning, and the start to the rest of your great life. Welcome home child.