This story isn't one about good people having a good time, nor is it a happy story, filled with happiness that outlasts time. It will shake you to your bones, and make you forget your phone and the world around you. It will make you reimagine everything you've ever thought about those who have fought far and wide inside their minds and outside the front lines.
Those who have fought on the personal battlefield, holding their lives against a shield of self-hate and depression. Using it as an excuse for destruction and oppression. Not overcoming this self-built barrier until they've made a large mistake, and been put on the stake by people they once considered friends to the end.
It follows the lives of young men, who in their travels far and wide, have opened many people's eyes. To the truth that all actions are simultaneously good and evil, and that every moral code has its loopholes and abusers. Every moral code has its rights and its wrongs, its goods and its evils. We build a world around ourselves based on our assumptions and create these cells... Where our minds try to rest but are only fought by the best and the rest of the world.
The vast open desert echoes many things to the hearts of men. The most common being loneliness, and fear. There was once a young man whose name was unknown, who decided to walk the desert lands, and stare along at the desert sands to pass the time.
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The White Knight
FantasyThis is a story of a man who has no real rule in life, except his own. He lives and dies by the pen as well as the sword, and believes in nothing more than himself.
