BattleThe girl stared at the person in front of her. She lifted her weapon and struck. Smears of red followed the movement of her hand. She winced as they got the red substance in their mouth. That was the worst part of battle, she thought. The taste of red and the knowledge that what she had just done could never be undone. The two people breathed in at the same time, then looked each other steadfastly in the eye. The girl didn’t recognize the person she was looking at. They seemed like they were nervous, but they were also beautiful, surreal. They were out of this world. The long flowing dress the person wore was straight out of medieval timBattle
KnowledgeWhen you know something but will not or cannot put it into words it is a terrible burden. It’s easy enough to say after you’ve said it once or twice but the first time you say it is hard. Harder then you’d think. There’s a reason for that. It’s because once it’s put into these words that we’re so fond of other people can now understand it.Knowledge
A feeling of foreboding or the pure knowledge that it won’t work is all very well to comprehend by ourselves but to convey that to another person is almost impossible. It shouldn’t be, really. We are the most intelligent of all the living creatures on eart
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