Cld13
Tales from long long ago the wispers of long forgotten deeds or valour and heroism some greater then others some of evil but all apart of us our elders pass them down but a bored youth do not take notice of their old tales they have new interests that do not involve them
I was then sentenced to a long lonely life i would forever be left , no one to love no one to care for i was on my own just me and my thoughts nobody would know of the things i had done or the things i had learned nobody would think or care about the oncoming storm that was close at hand