High up on a mountain, far to the North, lies a castle; Drachenzahn. For as long as anyone can remember, Drachenzahn and its residents have watched over the quiet, snowy village of Berges, providing employment and safety. Drachenzahn, however, is hiding something...
Small choices can have the longest, most far-reaching consequences...
Is that all I am, a gear? Turning and turning until I'm too old to be useful, whereupon I can be set aside to rust out of sight... My thoughts dwell in the dark this day.
Alas, my little story failed to find a friend amongst the judging panel at RTE. Hopefully it will make a few acquaintances here...
No, I suppose love isn't something you can normally describe with charnel imagery, but all the best words (and combinations thereof) have already been taken.
Ever look at the Moon and think? Not about anything in particular, but just *think*... I do sometimes.
What is it about boys wanting to be soldiers? Far be it from me to ponder such things, given that I held my own command...
Ah, yes; the end, the finale, the curtains, fin, lights out, roll credits, home time... insert synonym for 'end' here.
The beeping has ceased, the master alarm is off and the shudders in the controls are gone... I am me once again.
A load shared is a load halved...
AJ Carney 