“When I grow bored, pick up the pen and begin thinking. Thinking and writing because it's chasing a dream, hoping to be heard. Maybe one day after I pass, they'll quote and remember my words. Pens and swords, daggers with words, here's your inspiration. You can feel the relation and that's what seperates real from fake. My identity concealed, you have the power of will, how are my words, now do you feel?”
