Reading a fantasy book is a commitment...a commitment to adventure...a commitment to bravery. You make that commitment and you reap the benefits...of epicness.

In any war, there are calms between storms. There will be days when we lose faith. Days when our allies turn against us...but the day will never come that we forsake
this planet and its people.

En el lodo, pero no derrotados.

Coolyios!

Right and wrong matters little when survival matters most.

If I rolled the dice carved out of my weathered bone
And offered of my blood the libation to the fane
When even the reaper’s mockery forsakes me alone
My own clangorous thoughts are the last to remain