That which yields is not always weak.

“Like a falling star, he descended on the Tarbh Cró, a Cassiline berserker, his …”

“Avevo Joscelin, il mio Compagno Perfetto, la bussola su cui era fisso il mio cu…”

“Love as thou wilt”

“This is the secret that none dares tell who fights for a cause. Dying, we are a…”