deacondarkside
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Post by deacondarkside on Mar 7, 2009 18:56:51 GMT -5
After Deacon's match he makes his way outside the building. He finds a statue off to one side of the grounds. As Deacon gazed up it in the fading light, he saw the lifeless eyes and sad face carved within the marble.
" How fitting an angel for a broken soul " he said as he sits down upon the base and leans against the cold stone. His aching muscles and heavy heart finding odd comfort with his silent companion.
" I have no role in the world anymore, except helpless observer to the bitterness, scheming, and vengeful forces that have dominion here." Deacon says as he again looks up into the lifeless eyes.
" Still I suppose tainted victories are victories none the less. If winning really matters in the game we warriors play, within those ropes. "
Deacon's eyes grow heavy and his rambling ceases as he drifts off to sleep at the feet of and old statue.
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