Ever heard of the somber knight? A undead man whose spirit never joyful. Anger, laughter or confusion is never hinted, only sorrow is knonwn to him, from his pathetic broken sounds, to his posture in his undead body, to his weak fights and defense, to his lack of effort, and his skull, his eyes maybe empty but his tears were always falling, to the points his eyesockets to the sides of his chin, are they always wet, and dampen.
Many ask” how has a man like him become so somber, how does he become so sad, that death was never the end, to the point he’d walk mile after mile, in the same sluggish pace, withthe same down look, never to look to the sky, and instead the earth he shall never bury into”. I can tell you but i warn you. You will never be the sane but it’s probably for the better, you may learn that you might need to give up dreams..... to never have too high hopes, to never stray from a cormfortable living.... for his story.... is one I wouldn’