Aviso: La verdad no se si este permitido hacer escritos en otro idioma que no sea el español, pero tengo unos cuantos que bien valen la pena... Espero les agraden.
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And do you remember me?

-Nay, my heart is broken as my soul is in danger.

Tell me then, why can´t you return there?

-Prisons in thy world are betraying me... Don´t want to kill my own convictions now.

Such sorrow remains... And you know why?

-Nay... Indeed I don´t remember, and yes, my body is filled with sorrow. These people just hate me.

Little man, you must get yourself up... Pain is nothing more than a fickle, you may had battled something deadlier in your past.

-My past is dead... All I ever was is nothing more than dust. I am just another lone wolf in this opressive damn ilusion you call life.

Faith... What about your faith? Is it gone too? Is there something for you to rely on?

-It is all in the shades... My mind is empty but these shades are memories, yet not darkened nor brightened... Just shades.

No... This can´t...

-But it is... True or not, for thy people it´s the only thing ye must trust.

Then, do you want to know why all this hate? Why to feel all the sorrow? Want to embody a real, true vision?

-Yes... I do... I want knowledge... I want to know...

So be it... As for now you are the self for victory and wisdom, your name shall now be...