originally posted in:The 117th Regiment
When the time comes, and the bugles call, we shall come. Our weapons will be sharp and merciless and all will fall in our path.
For now, we wait, a slumbering giant poised to awaken with a roar of thunder and the force of a mighty storm.
English
-
Edited by White: 3/21/2014 11:51:52 AMHopefully, that's what it proves to be. As for now, we're mainly a mass of nameless faces. Someday, I hope many of those faces choose to reveal themselves, and they should, in time.