Hail friends,
It's in these quieter times that I begin to think of days long past. I seen strange days in my time. There was laughter, there was anger and there were tears. (But mostly laughter.)
I'm reminded now of the days before the gate fighting moved from Britain to Yew. I'm reminded of the days when I still used to get the shakies before a steal. (And I'm reminded of the days before I "quit" and decided to give up my nice green Embroidered Oak Leaf Cloak...!)
(You would have done it to!)
(Yes, you would.)
...
(No, you're a dumbass.)
...
*flips you off*
*ahem*
(Where was I?)
Oh yes, it's in those frustrating days where I recieved some of my greatest victories. It's at that gate where I met some of the most insurance hating faces. And it's at that time where I clenched my paws around this little beauty:Ah, the days of innocence lost. The days of anonymity forgotten.
'Til next time!