what can be said of that treacherous snake friendship? To often have I waited in vain for the flag of the Rohirim, only to be destroyed on the Pelinor fields waiting in vain, to often have I needed the aid of Brutus only to find a knife plunged into the core of my body when looking the other way.
To what end have I continued this foolish path, continually attempting to create a thing that I have begun to believe...