Hong
The Strongest
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- Jul 6, 2004
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Ah, my dearest companion LordlingI throw in my lot and my sword with Lucina.
I shall bear my mocking with dignity should the worst come to pass, and my righteous smugness with fury should my prayers be answered.
Let our quarrels be stilled anon. War is upon us, and I bid you all fare well.
Fie! Nary allow yourself to fall to sorrow. Would you dance with malapropos, hang your head low, after making a fellow of prudence? Never have you declared yourself cocksure and supercilious. Nay, you hold you head up not with pride and arrogance, but instead you standfast with your beliefs because it is simply Lucina that holds your utmost reverence.
Regardless of the outcome on the morrow, or perhaps even months past, you can never say you were wrong. Your reasoning and beliefs sound true. Is that not a right like any other? Lucina has not suddenly become unfitting, and she would be merely unchosen.