SgtArmyofOne

It's a constant struggle between life and death. What's it all for? Do you want to save your Little Sister, and in turn save yourself? Or will you let the hellish claws of death penetrate your diving gear? Is Death really considered Hell in the environment you're in? Splicers, crazed citizens who've had a little too much ADAM, Big Sisters attacking you from nowhere, all to gain a little ADAM from yourself. Is the Surface considered Hell or Heaven? Andrew Ryan can't be right...can he? He's been up there, so we should trust him. And what of Sofia Lamb? Is she leading us all to slaughter, or bringing us to Paradise? But what of you, my Big Dadd

The echo of a voice could be heard throughout the small church. It was a beautiful voice that carried sadness beyond one’s imagination. Upon closer examination, one could hear the song, “You Are My Sunshine” being sung. Nobody else was here to listen, for it was a small church that had just finished a funeral service. Most of the people had left, saying their last good-byes to the one in the coffin. There was only one person left, standing over the open casket. A striking woman, to say the least; a black sweatshirt and black skirt that reached to her ankles, her red hair bursting out in color contrast. Her pale hand

Yusnaan: the festive city that never seems to stop celebrating. It still baffled her, unable to understand what all of this was for...but that was Snow. Unpredictable. Walking around the brightened streets, she felt…uncomfortable. People were dancing all around, drinking, laughing, enjoying themselves. Didn’t they know what was to come? Well…she supposed that even if they did, that really wouldn’t matter…it’s not like they could do anything about it. Drinking away the fear might be the best bet…and that didn’t sound like a bad idea. Taking a detour to a nearby pub, she sat at one of the bar

Here’s the thing. You can’t go around and claim as if you own the world, making others kneel before you, killing for the sake of another that you love…and hope, in the end, that they’ll return to you. That’s not the way the world works…no matter how much power you have, no matter how much you think you’ve gained in the coming years…it’ll all be for not. But why? You may ask…well…simple. It’s for personal gain. No matter if you live within the Wiccan confines of those Laws, it just cannot be. The world owes you nothing…the people around you owe you nothing. No