Last Stand

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Behold my proud and wounded soul;

For I have chosen my one dream as the only weapon to face luck and chance.

Fate has summoned despair and ruin to be my godfathers in this wrecked shrine…

With a breathless roar I salute you before the end of this night,

And the cold light of the day mourning shall reveal a fallen hero or a rising star.

This… is my last stand.

Made by:

Edgar Fabian Gil Amado

The sight behind the dark