While I'm already used to expect the unexpected, this one really came out of left field. No one ever told me that once you open your heart to someone it's a lot easier for others to get in as well. It was just a look at first, a simple glance, yet from the second I saw you, I knew we'd mean something to each other. From there, all we needed was an awkward introduction, and before we even realised it, we were gazing into each other's soul, forgetting time exists at all. I hate to admit this, but as the gloomy street lights paved my way home, I couldn't stop thinking about the one who started all of this. I wondered where you were, what you were doing, and who you were doing it with. But mostly I wondered if in this exact same moment, you might be thinking of me as well. But then I reminded myself that if you wanted to see me, you knew that all you had to do was ask. The moon smiled at me, and I smiled back, already accepting that this is the journey I was meant to track.
And so the boy with the dragon tattoo marched on towards his destiny. With a sturdy weapon in one hand and his molting heart in the other, he realised there was nowhere else he'd rather be. He was engorged with lust and passion and heat, and no amount of defeat could dampen his resolve. His might shall be tested unlike ever before, yet he was calm and ready for what's to come. He has learned his lessons and he has payed his dues. Now all that is left to do is wage war like he has nothing to lose. And as the steel blades of thunder and enemies long forgotten march near, he sets loose a shattering battle cry. One heard until the depths and beyond and one felt till heaven and back. He no longer fights for just himself, he fights for all of you as well. Because without you, there would be no him, without you there would be no battle to win, because he would have already lost.
And so the boy with the dragon tattoo marched on towards his destiny. With a sturdy weapon in one hand and his molting heart in the other, he realised there was nowhere else he'd rather be. He was engorged with lust and passion and heat, and no amount of defeat could dampen his resolve. His might shall be tested unlike ever before, yet he was calm and ready for what's to come. He has learned his lessons and he has payed his dues. Now all that is left to do is wage war like he has nothing to lose. And as the steel blades of thunder and enemies long forgotten march near, he sets loose a shattering battle cry. One heard until the depths and beyond and one felt till heaven and back. He no longer fights for just himself, he fights for all of you as well. Because without you, there would be no him, without you there would be no battle to win, because he would have already lost.
