For years have I borneThis sword, to surrender itWould permit the years To accumulate,Would then I die. But now wouldI lay it down at Your
A soldier was I Once, decorated, proud, true, I used my visions To find prisoners, Ammunition depots, all Targets, protective, Not aggressive. But One day,
Making a trillion Dollars was supposed to make Me happy; it did.
Eddie had been staying in Golgonozza during the strike, meeting with various Anwynites, discussing strategy. He was in a meeting with Jon, Ala and June,
We drove on and on into the desert, the sun setting behind the Bacatete mountains. Jon had explained that we were going to see his
We boarded the plane and sat next to each other. Jon fell asleep before we took off, and I watched him sleep for a long