Malphos

Generations - Orsa _Slipping…..deeper and deeper ... .. . Losing my grip.... Cut me loose! Free me! Bind me in the darkness no longer! I curse you fathers! I curse your kind..._ As the cleansing rain poured like a crystal flood, his hold on the hilt loosened. It fell with a clang onto the barren earth. The withered husk of a broken soul was all that remained resting on the sturdy roots of the mighty Yggdrasil. The great World Tree groaned with the passing of this battered spirit, and as it mourned, the skies themselves weeped. Truly…..this was The Great Sadness of the world.... _Through the blood, power is passed True power flows through the children True power is passed along the generations May your kind remember The Great Sadness Never forget True powers sacrifice_

This is my avatar from the good ole days