I look at him for a moment. Words are a weapon stronger than he knows. And songs are even greater. The words wake the mind. The melody wakes the heart. I come from a people of song and dance. I don’t need him to tell me the power of words. But I smile nonetheless.

History is written by the victors - Lorn au Arcos

Power must be claimed. Wealth won. Rule, dominion, empire purchased with blood.You scarless children deserve nothing. You do not know pain. You do not know whatyour forefathers sacrificed to place you on these heights. But soon, you will.

Life. All this. Why do they need to make us do this? Why do they treat us like we're their slaves?""Power.""Power isn't real. It's just a word.