Egregious

It turns out the prophecies attained reality.
Or maybe we just didn't have faith where we had to.
There's this boiling feeling that shows its teeth when offenses are thrown. When the accelerator gets pushed. When thoughts of revenge make their way into the spolights.
All what was hidden suddenly seem to be all that matters. The bad sides overcome all positiveness. Those who accompanied slowly turned into shadows, commentaries darker than the view. They linger now. An expulsion that halves resistances. How can this last change feel so hard if all the previous ones took place so smoothly?
Albeit natural, it was shady. No fingers were pointed, no hearts were crossed. It came as clouds.
A rage perfected, a cruel diamond that forces pressure unto itself. 
Could it be halted? Is this the cycle of living things?
The notion of an ending punctures the thoughts. That would be a lost fight. The clock hands waited as much as they could, yet their efforts were in vain.
The rounds are now delimited clearly.
It starts with the silence. A state of waiting for nothing, for anything. Judging, wondering how deeper could we go.
Then comes the voices that scream for silence, for loneliness. A grave voice that moves away presences. Ready to go all-out on whatever decides to remain.
Finally, comes the tornado of guilt. It who finds someone to blame. Always on the center.


The question that dawns is...
Up on the hill of all that knowledge, high above all observation points. Do you fly?

Count your blessings

I face thee yet again.
Again and again and again.
And all I crafted while the sun shone turns to dust.
I have no words.

I can see your eyes.
The endless hunger feels like being was never an option.
You're there, among the passers-by.
You have no words.

And none of us has got what to say.
We're both to blame.
You thought our boats floated parted ways.
We have no words.

It ain't by fire.
The end creeps.
Unprecedentedly.

By ourselves.
The darkness hallowed.
Unfathomable.

D01122017

It's one of those times I'm roaming through the city. It's cloudy, not so dark though. It ain't reminiscent of night or of storms, just, darker than sunny. I walk towards somewhere I don't truly reckon, and in the way there's this tall man with a big knife. I face him and somehow I manage to pass through the situation this time. It seemed like a robber, but he's bleeding profusely through the side of his neck.
I managed to make that knife DELVE into the area between neck and shoulders. He won't be a problem.
Walking through the city again, I see a girl with a sword. She feels like a weird encounter, not a robber. But she dashes in my direction and despite not recalling her words, I know she wants me dead. I miraculously get to wound her, not sure if a mortal wound, but she is unable to follow me.
I start moving to a friend's house. I know I'm nearby and maybe I could meet him. At a distance I see some sort of barbeque party, his building now looks more like a house and there's people partying but I can't get there. Not sure why, it's like I can see them but at the same time I can't, for they aren't on my view range. I just, know they are somewhere. I try leaving without being noticed by the people nearby the other blocks.
From this point on, the memories show that I'm moving using my arms, as if my arms were stretched. I grab the floor and pull myself, making short dashes, beastly. I see a fence around me in an area I know I shouldn't be, and by standing there the spotlights are going to be upon me, I panic. This wasn't what I meant by leaving unnoticed. Pulling myself and jumping I leave the area, there's a big grass field between residential areas. I move on a stone road put above the grass.
Two guys appear before me, they speak fast. They're there mocking me, and perhaps they also want to take my things away. I try to avoid 'em, but soon her figure is made seen. Her sword slashes a torso deeply, making a surge of blood paint the stones and grass. I run.
The other guy seems to run after me, but he becomes irrelevant, I dodge holes on the ground while using my arms to move. There's a group of youngsters nearby, I get closer and start asking for help. She makes way through bodies. I don't know how many died, possibly not many. But my back meets the ground, and soon comes her.
A menacing presence, and this time I feel fear escalating through my thoughts. Amidst the screams and rampage, the blade misses me as I dodge sideways, kicking her right leg. The anticlimactic unfolding of events brings me courage and I grab her sword while throwing her body on the floor.
I urge the crowd to hit her, and they start to kick and stomp her. The sword then makes its way through her stomach. And there she finds her end.
I start moving home, always pulling my body in short dashes. The floor under me seems to change into newspapers. I see news passing in glimpses as if the ground had some sort of projection on it. As if time passed by while I moved, and ultimately, I see myself at a fence. All those youngsters are back.
They block my way, making a line parallel to the fence. They are happy though, and they want me to see someone. Feeling the blood running away from my face, I recognize the girl.
She's there, now wielding two swords. The arms open sideways, with the blades making her silhouette continuous and dreadful. I feel something.
In the blink of an eye, I realize it.
I move forward, and hug her. For some bizarre reason, it only feels right that we should be together. She seems glad, yet surprised. She hugs back.
The screen cuts to some sort of vignette. It's night.
A night at a house with a small door and a friendly couple inside. They seem to have animal traits, yet I recognize them as friends I know. We talk to them, and by we I mean the group of youngsters and her. We remain outside the door, which does not allow us to pass by walking. There's a baby being taken care by the woman, while the man works.
And under these cozy yet weird circumstances, I'm taken back.

Rose Berg

I feel like I've found the way to truly disconnect from reality.
It comes funnily, as a rise of interest into something that wasn't there before. And once you get the bait, the hook never lets you go.
It's one of those obsessions we generally get with new things. Just that it doesn't... get old. But other things start getting old. People start to look strange. Activities seem to get boring.
And when the bells ring, you're already knee-deep.
But are we knee-deep in the money?
Is it money we're looking for?
Is that the surge that drives our senses to senselessness?
We pay all attention to nothing.
And nothing pays us back.
I feel stranded but it's hard to say that people were actually right when they said the hunt is evil. For these papers and numbers were never the root of all evil. If there was ever evil, it had its horrific birth inside us.
And that, you can't eliminate.
I wonder... Why does that feel so wonderful?
It's bewildering, it's bedazzling.
And it slowly becomes all there is.
For maybe, when we get our senses, we see we prefered to be blind.
So it could be said that this is the real meaning of having a run for your money. In the end it will beat us, and we run straight into it. Like a moth to flames.
And they burn gold.
It possibly becomes so right after you feel like that's the best you can do. That comes after you're too frail to face the reality you're not actually good at nothing. And this way we can trace back to where it all started. But we ain't following that way. 
Our way, we're dead set into going big, or going down. And big means giving it to those that matter. And that is the biggest appraisal, for we won't be tracing back to where it started, to fix it. We are going to overwhelm the the sinking feeling by numbers and attention.
Is that the reality or is it what we see because we were told to see?
Reality was never that high on the score anyway.
And now I bid farewell.

No drives from this point on

I kind of think that everyone seems to be so certain of themselves. It's weird. How can they? And how come you talk to me about all these complaints and all of a sudden you seem to be sure? It that the norm? Am I the one who doesn't change or are you the ones who are bipolar?
Is it their words or is it my ears?
Was I born with this? Or were they?
It makes me cringe.
It makes me hate.
But I don't want to hate some of these people. I wanted things to be good. But maybe my threshold is broken. Good was something way past. And we didn't get ahold of it.
All this perfect imperfection yadda-yadda.
How can you be so full of yourself? If you are just as empty as anyone else?
We are all zeros in this count.
And I'm getting tired of emulating ones.


I guess I'm only good at this.
Well that's something you're good at, at least!
But what's the use of it?
Well, it serves for you to be good at!
Your ludicrous excuses of positiveness aren't being of much use.
But you were complaining of being good at nothing.
And...?
Now you are good at something. And something is eternities from nothing.
It just happens to be a something that has no utility.
So we'll make it become useful. Be so good at it that it looks like you're good at all else. But what they don't know, is that you're only doing the same thing. Except, it is being used in ways unimagined!
Idiotic again...


We'll program it.
Until the program defeats us.
And code do us part...

The council of lost

I am afraid I haven't yet found it...
I am concerned you haven't searched it.
I am disappointed we didn't try it.
I am certain there is no it.


Hm, hi.
Hello there.

Are you still here?
Wave your arms if you're there.

But I am here.
And where else would we be if you heard the voice?

I can't see it.
But... came you here to see if we were where you supposed we would? Or was it for something that had a real use?

Sorry. I just couldn't find it.
And who might you be, that we should know what do you call by it?

I came here for help.
As many have in the past. Yet you are more unknown than the ones that are gone.


It... just... doesn't... seem... to... be... around...
Repeat with me.
It... ain't... anywhere...

The council of blame

From where we started, I'd say we are going negative.
Negative spiralling, possibly.
Maybe a whole horizon back.
And the sun seems to be setting beautifully ahead there.
We watch.


I come to you to ask for help.
But what could we do now, that would be different from all that happened before?
Help was already given, and it wasn't useful.
Moreover, you brought cannons.

I brought cannons for it was our last beacon of hope.
And it failed. Your last resort failed.
Why should we spend any resources on a lost light?
You... brought... cannons...

I had to use all I could.
Yet you didn't use much of what you had before you had nothing else.
Our resources aren't unlimited.
Why cannons?

I wanted it to succeed.
And it didn't. Do we seem to be the least interested in success?
Do we look as entities eager to waste resources? You had it. Now we have it.
Cannons was freed.

Cannons did not work as expected.
MY DEAR BOY, YOU ARE THE ONE WHO IS MALFUNCTIONING!
Stop blaming your misuse of resources on those who can't choose.
Cannons works his ways...


It seems to me like you've made a long string of mistakes...
It seems to you like mistakes have me longer...
But appearances aside, WE'RE BOUND TO EACH OTHER NOW.
I'LL MARK YOUR EVERY STEP, I'LL DEEPEN YOUR EVERY SHADOW.
I'LL BE YOUR COMPANY TO DEATH.
AND ONCE YOU'VE LOST IT ALL BUT ME, I'LL SWALLOW YOU WHOLE.

Brainstorm to GO, part 3

'Sup there, coming back to register a few ideas I got while driving home.
It's mostly related to gym battling, due to the fact that there should be some sort of reward for stronger or more dedicated players. I'm against the idea of allowing those to dominate the game, but a game has to be rewarding too, that balance is complicated.
The first possibility is assigning the position of Gym Leader. The first golden badge bearer to put a pokémon into a gym becomes its leader (I thought about making lvl 30+ a requirement, but I ain't sure about that part). The leader gets to be fought last and gets a huge bonus, something like doubling the monster's CP. Yeah, the Gym Leader is the Gym Leader, right? It's still beatable especially if you got a party taking down the gym, but it adds a little bit of a challenge.
Another rewarding aspect of a gym could be, getting stardust for taking it down. I thought about really small amounts of dust, like 10 for every fight won, or maybe one or two hundred after taking the gym down. It's few, but it's something. Also, for every attacking pokémon that gets defeated during the entire gym battle (from the first to the last defender), the trainers defending could get some stardust. Small amounts, but with a high daily limit, so that people have some motivation into defending lots of gyms with the strongest 'mons they got.
As for the legendary raids, I'm quite concerned about the long-term consequences of them as it stands today. Sure, it's fun, it's desperating, it's frantic, and expensive in some cases. But they don't seem to hold well if you look some months ahead. I agree that they should be damn hard to catch, it's nerve-wracking when you get a bad luck streak, but it's part of the game. The thing is, it seems a bit off getting armies of legendary birds, if you look into the game's lore. I'd suggest having the players only being able to bestow one of each, as in, you got an Articuno, wanna participate in an Articuno raid? Well, let that one go and try a new one. That makes them relatively unique, but brings the problem of raid scarcity over the table. Once people get their high IV birds, they won't help others in raids, and then those late to the party get squashed. Also, they should be allowed to defend gyms, but maybe with a limit of only one legendary per gym.
Ah, maybe raids could give some other recovery items aside from Revives... Potions are welcome...

Somewhere you belong

They say it's stupid to write something for people after they're gone. I can see their arguments. It makes sense.
But I can't make sense all the time.
So here's a text for you, and for the whole of Linkin Park, and what it meant to me. You guys were the first band I actually liked to listen to. I had songs I found interesting and stuff like that, but you, you were insanely better than anything I knew. Because I found something in those songs, that had a resonance with me. I could say that it was a resonance with what I felt at the time, I was a teenager, right? But I never made much past that feeling. I'm still hooked at that feeling, maybe that's me, a teenage angst and revolt that makes not much sense, but I appreciate you guys evolved and came up with different styles.
It could be a coincidence, maybe it was just because you guys were the first I found on that style. But I don't believe so, being super picky with what to listen, it's hard to find an album I like more than two songs. But I had albums I could hear thoroughly. And by liking that music, I slowly found my way into discovering music I liked.
I remember clearly how we knew the songs by heart, and how that led me and my friends into trying to form a band. Sure, the bands never lasted much, and the lyrics we came up with made their way into oblivion, but it was fun. It was, those moments you just can't afford to let go.
It's funny how it seems distant and close at the same time.
And I remember how pretty much everyone I knew that shared my appreciation for the band, liked Chester. Chester, you are something. I, obviously, never got to know you, I could only see interviews or watch recorded shows (but I got to see you guys live in Brasília, 2014). But you had something different. I don't know how to name it. It was just, magnificent. Not just how you sang, or how you managed to scream, it just felt real.
And so that recently happened. it feels, weird. It's kind of selfish to wish July 20th didn't happen. It just feels, disconnected. However, I really hope you are somewhere better. Religious beliefs aside. I just feel that the man who held a light so thousands of us could find themselves amidst darkness, should have peace. I heard about your demons, and it saddens me that they couldn't be taken away. In an easier way, I mean.
I guess my words are irrelevant now. But I just wanted to leave a record that yours weren't.
And that I can't thank you enough for bringing that resonance.
Thank you so much.
You are the best.

D30072017

I already fail to remember much. But I'd like to keep recorded these two sensations.
There were many events, I don't quite know whether there were two or if it was just an extended one. I've seen her, not sure if at her house. I've seen her sister, I was at somewhere that looked like a mall, she seemed to be having a baby, or just suffering, I don't know why. I guess their mother was there, that part is really foggy by now. What was I told? My best guess is that there was some grief involved. They didn't seem angry at me, but there was a bad feeling all around...
At grandma's hosue though, it was, obviously, dark. I'm not sure if we were expecting guests but, there came this man. It felt brutally ominous going to open the door. He just opened it anyway before I got there, it felt like he could be dangerous. He walked slowly but firmly through the few small stairs that pave the way. I didn't recognize him, but he felt, familiar. He felt like me. But he wasn't me. And he delivered me these gifts, that at the time I knew what were, and spoke, bitterly.
– Now my father can't complain I've never brought anything home.
That stuck in my head. And not much later I realized he was my cousin, he seemed a bit older but it was... ridiculous how could I have not recognized that man.
At the car, which was the last part of the chase. I'm not sure if he had killed the others, I feel like I was alone by then. He was... menacing. Not sure of the face, a long hair or beard seem very plausible. But the probabilities are somewhat random since the memory traces back to feeling close to death. Saw him at the rear mirror, he was there, rising in the back seat. Perhaps he knew there wasn't much room for escape. The wheels were fast already, but I opened the door. Stepping on the break would be a blatant call for action, and he had all the advantages he could possibly want. So I opened the door, he found it weird but it didn't matter, it was still too fast. But I chose my chances against the asphalt.
I woke up moving sideways off my bed.
What matters is to try your chances right?

Brainstorm to GO, part 2

There's some other things that could also be a thing, especially for achievement hoarders (like myself, it hurts to see that the Ace Trainer medal will always be "almost silver").

Let's cut to the chase.

One thing that could spice up gym fights would be the appearance of "specialized" gyms. Anyone familiar to the series should remember how were the gyms you had to fight in order to gain badges. So periodically (weekly?) gyms could become "specialized", that means, it becomes type-specific. A type-specific gym would favor that type, with a nasty bonus, like 20 or 30% stats increase. So, a gym that becomes a Poison Gym, gives that bonus to defending pokémons that are of poison type. This way, attackers would know what would they probably find at the gym battle, but the fight wouldn't be a walk in the park due to the increased power the defenders would get. Not every gym would be type-specific, it should be a periodically random thing. Also, there could be medals of defeating type-specific gyms. One medal for each possible type a gym could be.

I'd also add that there could be a way to train pokémon at a gym you're defending, or at least send a pokémon to train at a gym from your team that is type-specific of the monster's type (I need to get the Ace Trainer gold...).
The other thing is a bonus for getting specific pokémon teams. I'm not sure how would that be checked, if everytime a 'mon gets powered up, or catched, perhaps both. Nor do I know how much of the actual lore of the anime/original games can they use, like, characters we are familiar with. Having specific pokémons at specific levels could give bonuses, (or simply achievements, but bonuses are always welcome) that could serve as a memento to that lore.

Let's say you managed to have a lvl 35+ Onix and lvl 32+ Geodude, you'd get something related to Brock. High levels on a Psyduck, Togepi and Starmie, Misty, and so on. There could be some bonus for using a team with those specific pokémon, like just making them slightly stronger if used in the same team for a fight. I'm partial to the idea of a bonus for a whole dragon team, like the ones Lance used (even though not all of his 'mons were dragon-type in some fights).

That's all for today!

Brainstorm to GO

It's been quite a while since Pokémon GO launched (more than one year officially, and almost a year in my country), it's a curious game. Maybe it's the franchise that's catchy, since GO is rather simple. I played like mad in the first weeks, then went into a hiatus in a couple of months, only to return when raids kicked in. But this ain't about me, even though I had my fair share of experiences with the game.
This is about the game. I really want it to succeed, I mean, it already is a success and it made a whooping amount of money, but I want it to fare better and better.
So this is mostly going to be an inventory of ideas. Who knows, maybe it becomes helpful in the future.


I've read a few articles in which the author stated that raids have a bitter outcome in the long run. They are awesome, but overshadowed many other aspects of the game. Also, they made some monsters easier (like months easier), and that has to be taken into account. If we are to keep the momentum gained by raids and exponentially increased by legendaries, there has to be an enhancement of aspects that lost the spotlights.
One of the ideas to make raids not so overwhelming was to allow the big, rare ones to be caught, but with a limit. As in, want a good Tyranitar? Then raiding is the quickest way. Want the best Tyranitar? Then you'll grind. Limiting IVs could have been a good thing to keep hunting somewhat important, at least to those who want perfection. But that wasn't added at the start and it would be quite unfair to limit those who didn't make it at the very beginning of raiding.
Instead of nerfing raids, they have to make buddies (who wants to marathon a Larvitar when you can get a few players and have your chance at its evolved behemoth form, and Rare Candies?) shine again. Maybe a buff, something like making your buddy stronger in fights (think Ash and Pikachu), 5 or 10% higher CP. There could be a limit to the amount of buddy changes a player could make, or perhaps the buff would come by walking. Every candy would also come with a 1% raise in CP (while it is your buddy), until the previously mentioned cap is reached. And if you changed your walking companion, the whole buff would be reset, after all he was your buddy through all those walks and you just threw him back into the poké ball.
Maybe keeping the buff, even after changing, would also keep a motivation to walk around, so that could also be a thing. No harsh feelings.
Talking about motivation, Saturday the 22th of July was a great day (to those outside the disastrous GO Fest). We had a nice group walking around at the best spot in town to hoard pokéstops and catch some 'mons. The idea of a global scale event of capturing until we hit a threshold was very nice, though I still have the feeling the numbers were made out of their will. If there is a way to keep track of what trainers are capturing globally, then mini-events could be placed periodically. As in, trainers, we need you to capture a million Mareeps in 24 hours. If you manage to do it, there will be a bonus (like the bonuses we have seen at the GO Fest, double stuff, decreased distances and so on) for a few days. And there has to be an easy and reliable way to check trainers' progress. There has to be a way, in-game or a website, to check whether we are making it or not. It's simple and effective, people want bonuses, and they want to play.
Back into buffing, anyone who got into a gym battle noticed there's a count of how many battles your pokémon participated, that could also be used as a way to strenghten it. Say, every 100 battles increased 0.1% CP, until a limit of 5% CP. That way people would get some more reason to fight at gyms. Not every pokémon has to be equal due to IV alone. We need more ways to enhance our monsters.
And perhaps enhance ourselves, I've heard lots of people complaining about how achieving higher levels feels unrewarding. One simple way is making a small (indeed small, but that could be perceivable) bonus in catches, or a 1/10 of your level as the chance to get double items at a pokéstop. Not everyone lives surrounded by those, so it's a small reward already.
Still on the topic, I haven't reached a golden badge yet, but I believe it could add something more to your monsters. Especially now that CP of gym defenders is taking a plunge. Perhaps making CP decrease slower if the trainer as a golden badge, or simply adding a percentage of CP. So you know that person has something on that gym.
Now, onto movesets, I'm sure everyone has their own ideas on how to improve the current fights. They indeed do need improvements, but that's gonna be a heavier fare to balance. One nice start would be increasing the possible moves pokémons could have. That comes with the upside of allowing more strategies to counter during battle, but also the downside of possibly having to waste more TMs to get the move you desire. To me, that's a good tradeoff, some monsters need more versatility, some need any versatility they can have (like Vaporeon with one possibility of fast attack).
Something I still have to think better is the possibility of having more attacks to be used (say... 4?), as buttons in the screen. Small buttons that don't take much of the action away, like the buttons we already got today for running away or changing 'mons. They could have simple icons, and it would be up to the player to memorize which icon meant which attack. So trainers could set their attacks before the battle, that would take more time preparing the right pokémon, but would also increase the attachment a players has to its monster.
These 4 attacks would be separated into Generators and Spenders, instead of Fast and Charged, so some smaller attacks would allow for huge attacks. The energy charging bar could still be there, but it would be more to have an idea of how close you are to see that nice Fire Blast button being highlighted to be used. Every pokémon would need to have at least one Generator attack (for obvious reasons), but the balance of 0 to 3 Spenders could be really up to the trainer. I'll still think better about that idea though.
Back into motivating walks, maybe special eggs? They should be really hard to find (I'm sure they know how to make it that way), and would come as items. Think about it this way, you spin a gym and, lucky, you got a Dratini egg. It has a distance of 25 km, that's insane, right? But at least you have the certainty of getting a dratini once you finish the ordeal. Don't want a Dratini? No problem! The egg should come as an item in the bag. You can throw it away just fine. Like a Rare Candy, it is used elsewhere, but until you decide to use, it stays in the bag. Decided to use? Fine, unless you have 9 eggs, then you'll have to hatch one to free space. Once you're done, you use the special egg and it will appear at the eggs' screen (and now you'll have to hatch it if you want to be free of seeing it). 
Something that would motivate me into walking (dunno about the others, though), would be the ability of avoiding losing my daily 50 coins. They could make it so that visiting your 'mon at the gym allowed you to cash out its coins, thus making it reset the coin count. That way trainers wouldn't need to pray for someone to appear and thrash their pokémons. The day is ending, you can just go to that gym and cash out. If it is defeated soon after, you won't get many coins due to the count reset, but at least that alleaviates losing an entire day in coins.
In the original game, you also have the ability to equip your pokémon, that would be a nice addition to the game, though I feel it may be coming in future updates, since we've seen evolution items already. But equipping items that changed your pokémon's power could be a great way to escape from having everyone equal. Maybe berries to beef up your pokémon before fighting could also show up.
And, last but not least, there's the question that has to be addressed regarding players in areas far from the big urban centers. I'm strongly against the idea of making raids scaling in difficulty due to the amount of players present, that takes the whole group aspect of raiding, and makes newcomers hated, since they will add difficulty and won't bring much power into the fight.
Maybe a "friending system" that allowed you to be invited by a friend periodically to a raid far away from you. You'd fight as if you were there, and that could bring people to groups of raiders, even if only once a day. Or through an invitation, as data miners have already stated the existence of special invitation passes. We know that being teleported to a gym is already a reality due to remote berry feeding, so allowing periodical invites could be happening.


Well, if you have read it this far, thanks for the patience.

I see guts on the floor, on the ceiling, but in you...?

Guess what?
It seems we weren't able to sleep again.
But this time, we didn't spend more than one hour and a half trying.
Looks like cycles aren't meant to be broken, huh?

I've been thinking and I've been thinking and I thought a thing that was thought a few times too many, too often to be discarded and too simple to be taken into consideration. Too selfish to be serious and too obvious to be comical. I think and I hate to think and I guess I hate these things I think, but mostly I hate the hate I feel. I hate hating but that could mean I love it. However in these thoughts I went on thinking I brought a thought inside my thoughts and thinking on it made me think how much I've been thinking, and thinking has to change.

"What troubles thee?"

That question has been here before and will be here forever. Being alive is trouble and that ain't supposed to change. But I humbly apologize for whatever came before and beg for your help through whatever comes after.
I solemnly beseech thee to guide me.

"And whence comes such?"

I need to find something that's very dear to me. That I haven't had for a long while. Eons seem to be since I have last had it.

"Material possessions...?"

What I am bound to is not material as it ain't even available in the physical form. Despite depending on physical belongings to come to life, its life ain't as known by men.

"And what is it that comes as the superlative description to its existance?"

It is my motivation. The reason I've been bringing air in and out, the reason I knew best when I was there.
That reminds me, time is ticking brazenly. I muster forces to gather it back. You are the cannons that open passages, the cast-iron voice that echoed through the battlefields, the higher standard to which all those who came later followed upon. WILL YOU HELP ME?

"There is a long-lasting question that should be heard, why... should... locked... birds... trust... being... freed... by... its... captors...?"