"I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious Ambiguity." — Gilda Radner
Holly stood on the ramparts, looking out on the field of enemy players, who were recklessly hurling spells and projectiles at their defending force.
It was strange to witness such a sight, living hundreds of years since the last actual castle siege yet experiencing something that would throw the hearts of many into despair and minds of many into turmoil.
