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“What do I see? I am of such age that I see my kin changing… from a race of pride and honor… to hot blooded youths. I see the city below pushed father and father down… its fear building with each group of sacrifices wondering if they will be next. Yet… that is the problem I see… they sit in there city as friends and family come upon this castle and as far as they know never leave… yet they worry more about who will be next rather then why it happens… or how to stop it. Then I look upon the heaven’s and see we are almost all but alone… even though they still exist they only have some many prayers they can answer… I see a world that is falling apart… then again it may just be my old eyes that cast such visions.” He sighed as he finished his painting with his signature. He super coiled the painting with his breath . “Would you like to keep it? Otherwise I throw them down into the city as I believe the castle has enough paintings… after all it is a fortress. War never was meant to be beautiful… no matter how much it is.”