(yes, I like hockey and it's the Stanley Cup Playoffs…give me a break!), listening to my own "soundtrack" for Dragon Age and suffering from allergies/cold/maker knows what…it's interesting what you can come up with when your nose is sore from Kleenex, your throat sore from breathing through your mouth only and the usual aches and pains on a rainy day! (I promise, no cold meds involved!)
I have stood my ground for nearly a millennium – tall, strong, formidable. My purpose, my duty to protect and serve. Long have I held the high ground, reaching towards the sky, offering protection for the weak, shelter for the needy, home for family. Ever will it be thus.
My name, should you ask, is as high as the keep and everlasting. I have stood through many a battle, during
war and peace. I began as an outpost, but earned my nobility. I persevered through storms, famine, pestilence.
Though injured upon occasion, I have also been healed.
And now it has come to this; destruction at its worst and most heinous, a stab in the back, a friendship now broken and gone. A desire for that which is not yours, an ambition unchecked. My walls are crumbling, my soul is aflame. Destruction is all around me, the souls of the dead shall haunt me forever while you are here….
And yet…I breathe…I live[/i], I…persevere as I have ever done, as I ever will do. To remain as a
testament to those I have housed, a scar upon your memory if you do me and mine ill. You will not live to take me as yours; you will perish before I shall fall. Mine will remain and re-conquer; yours will flee in fear and despair.
I am Highever, Castle Cousland.
Modifié par ladyames, 25 juin 2010 - 12:03 .
Retour en haut
