An oath we made long ago straightens our path and vision. A compass in a stormy sea. The light in our darkness. The source of strength in an endless war. The balance between right and wrong. The destiny which we once forsaw. The faith in which we entrusted with. The memories which were tied to them. The will which we bonded with ... it has left us standing on an edge of a knife ... ...
Despite the darkness ahead, we kept pushing through because we promised to. Despite the rough Earth ahead, we endured them because we promised to. Despite the deep dark sea ahead, we thrusted through them because we promised to. Despite the repulsive weather, we tolerated them because we promised to. Despite the merciless beatings, we beared them because we promised to. Despite the endless insults, we withstood them because we promised to. Despite the infinite humiliation, we underwent them because we promised to.
Now we've left to stand on thin ice. The offences were long lost. The defences were tested for too long. The spirit is waning. The moral is failing. The will is withering. The courage is now gone.
How now do we stand up again and keep our word. Should we stand and fight or flee the other way?
This storm is getting darker and deeper then usual ... ...
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