-Solitary Practice-


Old friend, I thought I lost you.
A year had passed without us together.
Surges of emotions, since then;
The elation of advancement,
The bitterness of defeat,
The joy of learning,
The hatred of all things living.

Old friend, I found you.
I've had my share of darkness,
I've had me fleeting glimpses of light.
But upon meeting you again,
All else pales in comparison.

Old friend, you knew me then, you know me now.
Together, nothing can stop us.
We'll scale every mountain,
We'll cross every sea.
We'll overcome any obstacle,
And crush any opposition.

Together, we are one.
Together, we are free.
Together... I am at peace.

...Hello, Old friend.