I thought that there was no greater virtue than fighting for truth. I thought that by believing the right ideals, οthers would do the right thing too. They did i suppose what was right by them. Shadow fell and light was forced to run whatever’s left screamed and won. Justice or survival? A devil's deal. Our hearts might not be looking for war but war is looking for us. If it finds me what could i surrender in return? My sanity? My hope? My love? No matter the outcome it's not the end but a new beginning for i never lost my way.