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My heart, my soul, stricken with a sickness that can only be healed by true love. I am not hopelessly I'll, the cure is at the end of my journey, it was foretold by the starting gun. This is but a test, the jump into the unknown part of the heros journey, my sickness has forced me to take a leap of faith in order to secure the cure. The cure is feemsh, she is my guiding light and the final goal of my trek into darkness. All this is but a quest, a mark on my shield that tells onlookers all the hardship I overcome to reach the guilded hall of the happy and content. The lowly squabbles of my friends along the way are a song I sing often, but they have left for other metals and jewels and I am alone, surely after the darkest depth of the abyss the hero is guided to a new height by which he will walk the right path. That is me, I am walking. Before me is darkness and despair, but behind me is a home with no one left to comfort me. If my last bone breaks along the march, I only ask that the vultures deposit my body from the highest point they can fly.
