THE WAR HAS BEGUN ! ! !

The darkness rests upon my silhouette.

I allow it to do so.

It is raining.

I throw off my armour.

It has been a long day...

The blood on my sword seems black...

Has it tasted vile blood? Has the darkness taken its colour?

I know not.

The rain rinses off the blood from my sword...

And from my body.

I don't know why i fight...

But wait! maybe i do.

If i dont fight they will kill me.

No i am not afraid of death...

I am afraid that i will not live...

Afraid that my roses will grey...

But even if i am afraid i will stand up!

I will stand up and fight...

Destroy those scums...

Why do they fight when they dont know how to?

When they know they dont stand a chance...

When they know i ll rip them to shreds...

When they know my sword has no mercy...

When they know i can flatten them all...

And when they know just my armour without my blade is as deadly?

Perhaps they dont know.

Or maybe they fight...

just in hope........

That i will fear something.... ANYTHING...

It is dark.

They cant see me neither do i

I sense them coming near.

Hundreds of them... may be thousands...

Numbers dont decide who wins fools!

COURAGE does !!!!

they think i fear the darkness...

fools!

You bring about your own fall.

You cant take me down.

I shall not sleep

I will sleep only when I will!

I will not wake up after that.

They dont sense my strength.

My weakness is my biggest strength.

The blood in which they put my roses has not dried...

It still is red...

And it still spills over...

Ahhhhh now you say me to spare you all???

No you will pay for whatever you have done...

I am not your nemesis . But i shall behave as one...

My sword is thirsty for your vile blood...

I shall not spare any one of you

And i shall not even pray for your souls to rest in peace.

I know not what love is.

I knew once... now i dont...

Or am i doing this coz i REALLY know wat love is???

( A REALLY WEIRD AND FUNNY PIECE OF MY WRITING )