It is our fight. It will not end here. With every victory this evil will grow. If your father has his way, we will do nothing. We will hide within our walls, live our lives away from the light and let darkness descend. Are we not part of this world? Tell me, Mellon, when did we let evil become stronger than us?
Cannibal Corpse - Butchered at Birth - 1991
Lagertha and her fangirls; Dedicated to the lovely and talented kazztou, you have been a light to me in dark places, when all other lights go out.
And though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.