What every man desire.

   Snowy hills, covered in many footprints… Snow does not look like pure heavens gifts to cover spoiled soil, to let earth take a step back and hide from all mighty sun. Pure heavens you can’t see no more, smoke and ashes terrorize my pure heavens. Lets step forward on that hill, on which tree of many generations stands proud and take a breath. Heavy but still firm steps i make towards my so distant goal. Damaged i am, worst enemy of mine, i can feel heat leaves me, escapes towards my pure heavens. Long journey it was, as once home seemed so distant now holly land look even more. More i wont step there, at least my last steps will be made on my holly land, on my native soil.  

   Proud he stands on hill of his ancestors, damaged but still firm lays hands on tree of many generations. Face his home he lingers, but stile hi does. Only to see his home in ruins, for so many year of travel only one thought kept him on moving on and it is now in ruins. Snow and ashes fall down on his iron shoulders, as hi makes his way into the city. Image of ruined land devastates his mind, mutilating his body as well. 

   Great hall in ruins, house of elders is in ruins. Through deserts, mountains and sea i hallow towards home to see it in ruins. When this happen i don’t know nor i will know, but before i go at least for a moment just for a moment her face i need to see. 

  Knees hit the ground with such force it makes near half burned house to dissolve completely. To hide his face he don’t need no more, so takes off his cape to bare iron bloody skin. Takes last breath towards pure heavens and barley  whispers her name so only he can hear. Mutilated body but still mighty souls, hes ready do depart from this infected world. 

   Pure heavens are kind to thous who is kind to them, showing her face for last time so he can leave in peace and grace… SO every man eventually can get what he desire, pure heavens left his body untouched by time so could he be guide to after life.  What every man desire