BRAVEHEART
She became stronger. Not because she wanted to, but because she had too. The world raged war and brought terror and fire to her soul. She kneels, sword in hand, sweat dripping down her forehead, chest breathing in the flames and smoke of ringing chaos. The peace she knew shattered beneath her feet, all memories of tranquility and times now past becoming dust. Her eyes ascend to the heavens and mumbles: one more time.
-recklesssensation















