Post
by Konrad » Mon Jul 19, 2010 4:36 am
Oh, the tears well up in my beady orky eyes at the nostalgia.
Though, I still field a few of those boys even now. Just shows how truly, truly, slow I paint.
"Memory
All alone in da firefight
I can grin at da old dayz
I waz much greener then
I rememba the time I knew what real killin waz
Let da memory live again"
From da muzikal "Orks"
...and now his Head was full of nothing but Inchantments, Quarrels, Battles, Challenges, Wounds, Complaints, Amours, and abundance of Stuff and Impossibilities.....
Cervantes, Don Quixote