Brother,

I lie wide awake with my life at stake. My cabin is a study is miscellaneous shapes. I feel shaken, but certain of which side I should take. Still I burn like a blister in the sun. This fever, while creeping up is also about to break.

I found a good view propped behind a rock. I hear them screaming "When will he learn!" Please tell Momma I'll be home soon. Damn me for taking that wrong turn.

I hope they hear me loud and clear, I ain't going down with anything less than a kelediscope of dragonbreath. It's gonna take more than a few hard knocks to rattle me.

What do I do when what I used to abuse is refusing to cooperate in the way I once knew? What happens when all the lanterns go out and there is no one around to save this town when it all goes crashing down completely out of view?

Do I put my head in the sand if it doesn't go exactly to plan? How the foozle am I supposed to pull through?

Well I hope they hear me loud and clear.

Will I sell myself out, or will they throw me off a cliff? Will I turn my songs down, or will I sing it even louder? Will I bow out gracefully?

We really wanna see what you can do with your hands. I bet you got something real clever in store that will leave them begging for more. If you wouldn't mind keeping it moving time ain't what's in store. No reason not to give it everything you can.

I hope they hear me loud and clear. It's going to take more than a few hard slams to rattle me.

Make me an offer that I can't refuse. Oh I've got nothing to lose but my way..

Make me an offer I can't refuse. I have nothing to lose but my way.

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Valnuary, in the year 953 AF.