Pilgrim
Listen to my tale; when you have heard or tell of a fallen man, from which part of personages refer to as "felled" you'll understand their unwanted grief and the howling and wailing of spirits from their knees, or perhaps the defiled ones. The grief are allowed, by human laws, as heinous as they are, to wail and howl long after they were condemned of their sagacious little mishap. Whether they are justified or not, whether they are exist or not, they represent who they truly are. Be rest assured, for my rage was without bounds. I hereby vow, my anger will be the tamest of all. Come, say I, we held our hands and our heads high, welcoming a new dawn before us, and we soon shall be smiling for the vision he conjureth and the thousand year voyage under unsullied regimes. My embedded vow however, is but a distant duty from which I myself am irrevocably excluded, naught but a broken promises. Be rest assured, I once here...