CYIDACHI
What of war, what of peace?
No dear viewer this is not about victory. But how defeat was written, foretold, and although you resist. The answer to tyrants is to bleed them.
So what of your sword? What of your courage to stand against the rising tide o, reader mine. For you have breath left, and a heart that still works. Yet here you stay, comfortable in your misery.
A shame.