A Song and Ale

War is too much for me. Training for it is the worst. It is not enough. So much death and destruction at the hands of the Fenshian. I buried many of my comrades, my children were lost on another world, along with my husband. The dead walk and fight us, a rotting corpse of a man uses them to fight us. Many die only to pop back up to fight, and die again. I lose myself, only to find that I must sing for a man. War is all that I know, death of my comrades is all that I see. I don't sing, but I must learn. Get it now!!