Darkened Eyes

I can feel my head spinning with all the atrocities that attack me like a bombardment of arrows from the archers of the Legions.

I am just standing in the middle of this street, disgusted by the stench of the destruction caused by the humans in all regions.

Your beauty is faded great city. Your picturesque silhouette is now a darkening shadow of hell and mistreatment.

After years, though. This pitiful display of human integrity, from my own personal experience, comes as no surprise.

Hatred coursed through my veins, penetrating my mind, corrupting my impaired vision, forcing me to see the world with these, now, darkened eyes...