There’s only one war. Life against death.
Men never crave what they already have.
For the night is dark and full of terrors.
We all must choose, man or woman, young or old, lord or peasant, our choices are the same. We choose light or we choose darkness. We choose good or we choose evil. We choose the true god or the false.
The dead don’t need lovers. Only the living.
Sometimes sacrifices must be made to ensure victory.
Death is coming for everyone and everything. A darkness that will swallow the dawn.
Death by fire is the purest death.