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"And from the ashes of Agon shall rise the weak, the oppressed, and the forgotten. And from the ruins of hightowers and great kingdoms shall flow the masses. To live free from the rule of foolish kings and bloody tyrants. To live free in the world once again." - A tale of Hammar. Last high scribe of the forgotten kingdom. "A warning to those of you who care to know, for history loves to teach its leasons over again. Where once the mighty have fallen, so to shall the cruel have the chance to rise up. Only in strict vigilance will our beautiful Agon thrive again. For in the darkness vile things wait. And in the hour of darkness, they sh

History turns into legend, and legend turns into the past. All that is, and all that was will fade. Once many years ago 4 kings of the world made an oath. It was an oath of power, and of glory. It was an oath that as long as one of the four lived, their rule would never end. Their kingdom would never fall. The people would survive and prosper. As happens, time did pass and the kings grew old. They called their sons and daughters to them and said, " We four have lived to serve an oath. This is an oath of Iron Will and Iron Heart. He or she whom so every swears by this oath will be bound by the fate of all." At first the sons and daughters laug

Trust is all I ask of thee. To trust in yourself, and in me. To live knowing that you are not alone, And to live knowing you will always have a home. Some will fear and be doubting. While others will laugh and start shouting. They will think that to trust is to show a weakness. They do not know that where they are heading only lies bleakness. So trust in me, and be my friend. Do not block me out, and be quick to defend. All I ask is one chance to prove myself purely true. In all that I say, and in all that I may ever hope to do. Listen well for I will say only this. Only in trust can we right all that is amiss. Only in hope, can

The devil never saw a thing me, I was as dark as I could be. All the hate and the pain, With the sky blacked out with the falling rain. The devil never heard a thing so deep, As quiet and as silent as the children sleep. A sound so soft it doesnt move the air. But the pain so great, it destroys everything bare. So the devil be damned for I do not care. For if he takes the chance, then so he will dare. A dare, a gamble, a twisting of fate. But if he makes that choice then it's already to late. For he will try unlesh a hell upon me. But, to bad for him, I already see. It takes but one word to destroy all his lies. Love, thats rig

Be free and fly and let your dreams come true. There is so little left that we can truly ever do. We can live, and we can love, and everything will be okay. But then again, it can always change on that very same day. Learn to live free and love freely, for we do not know when it ends. But given time, and given life, we have all the potiential for great romance. So take the time and take a break and step back for a while. So for every inch they ever give, you go ahead and take that mile. But be careful what you do, and watch what you may say. For not all people on this earth do think as you may. But remember that you are special and

A silent Oath to a dying breed. You live your life based upon the creed. To kill those which stand in your way. To bring harm to those for which they pay. Quietly you wait, for that perfect chance. So silenty, so still, like a subtle romance. One little whisper as the bullet does fly. As you splatter their brains all over the sky. An assassin, a killer, a taker of lives. As you lurk in the shadows, nobody survives. To take a life, so gentle and still. You change the world at your own will. One act, one deed, one person to die. Your whole life, in the end, was always a lie. So silently you wait, for that time to come. When there

Reject that which you know, Substitute reality. Your mind is not at fault, but they wish it so. Free though and free speech are crushed. Listen to the sound of their betrayal. Listen to the whisper in the night. Listen to the evil consorted. See all your freedoms contorted. They wish you to see, only one thing. They wish you to see nothing. If only they could, get you to see that one thing. Then they would rule the world. Listen to the whispers in the dark hollow night. Listen to the sounds of the dead. Listen to evil, as it passes on misfortune. Listen, and you shall dread. They come for you, while you are sleeping. They wil