ι'м goιng тo мaĸe yoυ вend and вreaĸ
looĸιng ғorward тo тнe ғυтυre wнen мy eyeѕιgнт ιѕ goιng вad
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War. War only caused misery and ruined lives of the innocent, yet it was a necessary evil. Murtagh knew well that to get peace, there must be sacrifices. It didn't mean he liked the idea any more than he did. War caused him to grow up the way he did- in constant fear and suspicion. War had torn his life apart, because his mother was afraid of his father, but yet she didn't take him away so he could live in a loving environment. No, his mother was so afraid of his father due to the war that occurred before he was born that she ran off and abandoned him, leaving him with his father.
Murtagh sighed as he sat around a campfire, pulling his cloak tighter to himself. His dragon had long since gone to do some hunting, and had yet to return. Murtagh brooded about his past, but didn't allow himself to drop his guard for a second. Being so close to Uru-baen, he had to be aware. There was no telling what was in the surrounding area, and he could be attacked at any moment.
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thє wσrld ís ín чσur hαnd..вut í wíll fíght untíl thє єnd
hunt gσєs σn...dєєp ín thє níght. dσwn σn чσur knєєs чσu cαnt hídє
ғroм тнe eтernal lιgнт..υnтιl мy laѕт вreaтн ι wιll ғιgнт