Scribe's Journal

Dusting off the sand from my feet, I gaze ahead at the land promised to my forefathers of the faith. It may be a whole journey long & walking it alone will prove the reality of failure. But I am a follower of the builder & the path ahead shall he build for me & all those who put their trust in him. For the builder himself has promised love & he will build his temple of souls. I have decided to put down my accusations & complains of the days in the wilderness. Therefore let us continue the glorious conquest together, brothers!

Tell me yea, if you're going :)

I dare you to move, I dare you to move..
I dare you to lift yourself up of the floor,
I dare you to move, I dare you to move..
Like today never happened, today never happened before.