I have seen what most of you are capable of when passion drives you. I have seen the extent to which you will go when excitement, rage, fear, or sorrow seeps far into your hearts. And so I recognize when your whole heart is not in a fight. I recognize when you fail, not because you tried with every fiber of your being and just did not succeed, but because you deserve to fail. Maybe it was always this way and I just blinded myself to it. Giving as much of my spirit as I have for this place, maybe I have just grown tired, and my expectations too high. If nothing else after so many years of placing my time and blood on the line for this town I was hoping I could say it was worth it. But in truth my return only presented me with the fact that I have been wasting my efforts, and worse, my family?s efforts. It pained me to see how negligent this town has become of its own well being. The power within this town is over whelming, and yet it has been swept into hibernation. Your vulnerability is no secret, I have seen it, you complain about it, and surely your enemies will take advantage of it.
When brought to the attention of this town, I was presented excuses. Fingers were pointed, blame was shifted, and complaints of non-existent leadership spewed from your mouths. The fact that many of you had the nerve to give me excuses for your own short comings is enough for me to know there is still courage here.
The responsibility of this town is on your shoulders. The time has come for you all to step up and pull it together. Every one of you has wasted talent rotting away beneath your flesh. There are no excuses for that. Maybe you are afraid that if you step up, others will not follow. Maybe you think you have gone unnoticed and assume that means your impact is less important. Or maybe you have seen what I have, and your doubts have gotten in your way. I can no longer tell you if this place is worth fighting for, but I can tell you that it once was.
I wish I could have said this to your faces, but this is the only place I knew I could reach all of you. You can take it as you wish, you may think it is funny or undeserved, but to me it is no joke?.I feel betrayed by all of you. I have given??.No, we have given so much to this place. It is home to many that we love, it pulses with the memories of some of the purest moments in history, and radiates with the ambitions and adrenaline fueled by the ghost of a well deserved victory. Don?t let that be wasted. If your afraid, use that fear, if you?re angry, let it fuel your fire. I want so passionately for you to show that I am wrong in doubting our efforts. The strength and talent are there, the puzzle just needs to be put together.
So?No more excuses. Step it up, and lead this place to victory, or watch it burn. This place is not in the condition it is because of your neighbor?s inaction, nor was it closer to victory when the supposed leaders of this town were still here. The victories we have won, we won together. We turned one of the most fearsome witches of this plane into nothing more then an echo. If this place fails, you have no one to blame but yourselves. You are the leaders of this town. You are the iron fist, the wit, the motivation, and the heart. Separated you are easily lead to the slaughter, together, well?.I would not want to be the one standing in your way when the wraith of this town was unleashed.
As for now, if you need me, you need only find me when I am sleeping, and I will what I can. But you need come to me, as I prefer not to dwell in such a noisy state of dreams.
When brought to the attention of this town, I was presented excuses. Fingers were pointed, blame was shifted, and complaints of non-existent leadership spewed from your mouths. The fact that many of you had the nerve to give me excuses for your own short comings is enough for me to know there is still courage here.
The responsibility of this town is on your shoulders. The time has come for you all to step up and pull it together. Every one of you has wasted talent rotting away beneath your flesh. There are no excuses for that. Maybe you are afraid that if you step up, others will not follow. Maybe you think you have gone unnoticed and assume that means your impact is less important. Or maybe you have seen what I have, and your doubts have gotten in your way. I can no longer tell you if this place is worth fighting for, but I can tell you that it once was.
I wish I could have said this to your faces, but this is the only place I knew I could reach all of you. You can take it as you wish, you may think it is funny or undeserved, but to me it is no joke?.I feel betrayed by all of you. I have given??.No, we have given so much to this place. It is home to many that we love, it pulses with the memories of some of the purest moments in history, and radiates with the ambitions and adrenaline fueled by the ghost of a well deserved victory. Don?t let that be wasted. If your afraid, use that fear, if you?re angry, let it fuel your fire. I want so passionately for you to show that I am wrong in doubting our efforts. The strength and talent are there, the puzzle just needs to be put together.
So?No more excuses. Step it up, and lead this place to victory, or watch it burn. This place is not in the condition it is because of your neighbor?s inaction, nor was it closer to victory when the supposed leaders of this town were still here. The victories we have won, we won together. We turned one of the most fearsome witches of this plane into nothing more then an echo. If this place fails, you have no one to blame but yourselves. You are the leaders of this town. You are the iron fist, the wit, the motivation, and the heart. Separated you are easily lead to the slaughter, together, well?.I would not want to be the one standing in your way when the wraith of this town was unleashed.
As for now, if you need me, you need only find me when I am sleeping, and I will what I can. But you need come to me, as I prefer not to dwell in such a noisy state of dreams.