i'm in the tunnels again. trapped. my emotions rising to the surface of my skin. i've been thinking about the war lately. the thoughts come to me at the worst of times. nightmares. attacks of the mind.    MY PEOPLE ARE DYING !   but these memories are always the same. the world has gone mad as we fight those who stoked division.   YOUR PEOPLE ARE DYING !   and i flail and i gasp for water. and i know as nazi bombs go off around me . . .   THE PLANET IS DYING !   I'M TRYING TO SAVE US !  HOW CAN YOU HIDE LIKE SOMETHING SNIVELLING ─   it will always be this way.   Y - YOU ─ THIS IS ─ THIS IS WHAT THE SURFACE WANTS. TO FIGHT AMONG OURSELVES LIKE THEY DO . . . AND THEN THEY'LL . . . THEY'LL . . .  it will /always/ be this way.   YOU THINK ME SOME WEAK KING  ?  PLEADING TO YOU ON MY OWN  ,  WITH NO WEAPONS  ?  NO ARMY  ?  WELL  ,  LET ME CLARIFY FOR YOU.  I AM A WEAPON. I AM AN ARMY. AND MOST IMPORTANTLY ─ I CAN BREATHE ABOVE WATER.    he was right. there is RAGE in me. and now it's out   ,   no matter how hard i try to be the diplomat.  there is /blood/ rushing through me   ,   i can feel it  ,   but one thing i cannot feel . . . is air. 


         MAYBE THIS IS HOW IT SHOULD BE. TWO DEAD KINGS. BOTH DRIVEN BY THE PAST   ,  UNABLE TO HEAR THE WORDS OF OTHERS. ALL I HEAR IS THE TRUTH THAT DRIVES ME   ,  THAT DEFINES MY LIFE.  IF YOU ARE MY ENEMY   ,  THE ENEMY OF /MY/ PEOPLE ─ YOU ARE DOOMED.