Shelby-Gordon
It buzzed 'bout the old wine bottle. It flew from the spider's web. It lived an active life. A happy life. Soaring about the world. Higher. Looking down on it all like a god. Yet to realize he was only a flea.
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An instructor, a mentor will rise out of the darkened remains of civilization. Leaders will be formed who will one day destroy the shadow that rests over our land. It will be a day of rejoicing. The instructor will come with fire etched into his conscience echoed by swirls in his skin recognized only by the chosen.
An instructor, a mentor will rise out of the darkened remains of civilization. Leaders will be formed who will one day destroy the shadow that rests over our land. It will be a day of rejoicing. The instructor will come with fire on etched into his conscience echoed by swirls in his skin recognized only by the chosen.
And it was dark and cold and cruel. There was such innocence--such potential. All laid bare by the blunt blade of reality. The scalping took place just outside of normalcy.