The Fight
By the ancient laws of combat, we have met on this battleground to bring justice to the unjust. To put right, the wrongs done to our people. To mow down the overzealous thinkers. Tooth and nail. Man versus man. Choking the life from under-developed minds, leaving no choice but to follow blindly like a lamb to the slaughter. Frozen tears that will never fall; Permanently glittering on the cheeks of innocence and naivette. Things will never be the same. Your thoughts will rot inside your skull before they form and vengeance will be forgotten. Scream out your passion before it fades with the setting sun. You have been called to arms. Stand on the threshold and never waiver or show weakness... pride is no longer a deadly sin.