To the victor go the spoils. They came, they saw, they conquered. At least thats what they told me. I rly dont give afk anymore. I'm sitting within my lonely corner of space waiting for a feeling. Any feeling, something to inspire me with a force I am compelled to follow... Something that gives meaning back to my life. War-torn and empty. . . we are left to traverse space in search of a feeling that tells us we are still alive!