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He will win whose army is animated by the same spirit throughout all its ranks.

Extract from The Art of War, Sun Tzu (544 BC - 496 BC)

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There is no instance of a nation benefiting from prolonged warfare.

Extract from The Art of War, Sun Tzu (544 BC - 496 BC)

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e-codices:

St. Gallen, Stiftsbibliothek, Cod. Sang. 23, p. 31 on Flickr.

Manuscript title: Folchart Psalter (Psalterium Gallicanum with Cantica) Manuscript summary: The Folchart Psalter, a masterpiece of late Carolingian illumination. Origin: St. Gall (Switzerland) Period: 9th century Image source: St. Gallen, Stiftsbibliothek, Cod. Sang. 23: Folchart Psalter (Psalterium Gallicanum with Cantica) ( www.e-codices.unifr.ch/en/list/one/csg/0023 )

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From Dark Souls

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The Espada and their Aspects of Death

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Bleach 589 - Genius

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so if anyone can tell me the .ini file or the proper way to change the KMPLAYER language to english that'd be rly appreciated.

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Sternritter P: The Power

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13 & 16

A song I associate with my muse while fighting.

Alright— Maybe they aren’t very “Haschwalth” like in tune but nevertheless it would be this, this, and def this.

The muse is on the battlefield and they have to take a terrible decision. Under read more because I felt like it’d be better if written out.

He gazed above the rubble before him, a once society now nothing but buildings and structures that fell with great echoes. Taking in the landscape left him feeling out of place, the solemn and once piercing shouts of orders now nothing but muffled sounds. Clashes and gasps simple vibrations as his head turned the slightest western. There were few of those in his class of power left breathing.

Yet, they could still take in air and provide counter attacks. With them alone the tide would surely change, his gaze returned to the east only to view what the orders were aimed at. A maimed comrade— Sternritter. The chain that bound them to doom, a link which would allow defeat. 

There was no hesitance, only the promise forged within his mind to not allow this disgrace to go unheard and unpunished. 

                      ” Es wird nicht umsonst sein. ”

As the dust clouds gathered and the seeming apocalypse rose with it, there was but the sound of blade meeting sinew.