(Brash, inexperienced young commander of the guard): The city walls will never fall! The city will never be taken!
I remember storming your pyramid and prying the gold off of the walls with the tips of our spears and taking your sarcophagus home to use as a garden planter
Leaving these too close to my bed and accidentally redirecting the dreams of everyone within a 100-mile radius into my head, burning me to a crisp









