Ah.
A moment's reprieve, a brief respite, before the battle begins anew.
For life is a never ending war, and each victory, each loss, is but a prelude to the next battle.
A toast, to the skirmishes to come, and to the tears that shall be shed, and to the smiles of joy to be had.
May we never fight alone. May our allies never ride without us. And may even foes one day become friends.
For who among us can finish this saga called life without the aid of beloved companions, of cherished fellowships?
In the end, may our end be without regret. May our tales leave a legacy unforgotten. May our stories unfold with nothing left unsaid.
In the eye of the storm, it all came clear to me.
