I am a man of many words, little spoken.
From the City of Ashes in front of the Bay of Tears, contaminated by the nightmares of the industrial dream.
I sit atop Armageddon Hill, proclaiming vice victory for the citizen empire that no longer stands.
My banner waving proud, yet upside down.
My path set straight yet winding, through the valley surreal as it is serene.
And as the sun sets and I rise, the echos of life start to fill the night skies.
While my adventures lead to nowhere, mid-knights still take the quest.
Acting as if they should, their life just a roll of the dice in the hands of a fool.
© 2014
