Eternity Ended Ten Years Ago.

So,” Marasi Said, “you Traded A Dead Man’s Scarf For Another Dead Man’s Gun. But…the Gun Itself Belonged To Someone Dead, So By The Same Logic—” “don’t Try,” Waxillium Said. “logic Doesn’t Work On Wayne.” “i Bought A Ward Against It Off A Traveling Fortune-teller,” Wayne Explained. “it Lets Me Add Two ’n’ Two And Get A Pickle.

The Motivations Of Men. They Never Make Sense. And They Always Make Sense.

The Mark Of A Great Man Is One Who Knows When To Set Aside The Important Things In Order To Accomplish The Vital Ones.

"each Moment You Fight Is A Gift To Those In This Cavern. Each Second We Fight Is A Second Longer That Thousands Of People Can Draw Breath. Each Stroke Of The Sword, Each Koloss Felled, Each Breath Earned Is Another Victory! It Is A Person Protected For A Moment Longer, A Life Extended, An Enemy Frustrated!" There Was A Brief Pause. "in The End They Shall Kill Us"... "but First, They Shall Fear Us!"

It's Easy To Believe In Something When You Win All The Time...the Losses Are What Define A Man's Faith.