Battle lust

In a day's time, a great battle will commence; one that will determine how prepared I am for the great war. My mind longs for the burnt graphite and wood, and my soul seeks the pleasure of battle. To be standing amongst the endless carnage sends swirling intoxicating emotions through my heart.

It is said that before a battle, one's mind would become placid, emotionless, and calm. The preparation of the soul for blood lust is taining, but necessary in order to survive. I wish all the best to those who are part of this war of wits and knowledge, the might of the pencil be with you, have no fear and god shall smile upon you.

Move into the fray with honor and courage, never falter in the face of adversity, and fight till your last dying breath, for no quarter shall be given and you shall give none in return. Expect no mercy and show no mercy. This is not our time to die, it is theirs, so let them come I say, and let them flood, for we shall stand our grounds and push forward to victory! May the lord have mercy upon us all.

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I apologise for this rant, its just a spur of "creativity" before my exams =)