>>9907862>A never ending cycle >A trail of misery without a destination >We cut our feet on the shattered dreams of our forebears and leave the shards of our own failed ambitions for our children to walk over >But why must we walk, Skelly?>I’ve heard whispers about the burden you bear, champ>Soon you’ll hear whispers too. Whispers that will turn into deafening screams>To walk the road you’ve chosen is difficult enough, but to carry all that extra weight with you? That’s too much for anyone to endure >One day that load’s gonna crush you to death >But it doesn’t have to be today >You’ve earned a rest, Skelly. But if you ain’t gonna take it then at least leave your burden by the side of the road where it belongsNoire leaves the arena looking shaken. If her intent was to rattle the champ with her little speech it’s clearly backfired.
