Joyploy

Killjoy may return......but i'm up for the challenge.....naysayers abound.......forgetting their own quarter..........furious clashes of wit and nerve......skirmishes in these desert hinterlands.......of man and nature....imagine a story where all characters are dead first before they turn alive.......yes this is the afterlife the much awaited and heralded pause of nature...........the meltdown of rules, the standing to attention of ghost soldiers who kissed martyrdom during the end of the final siege of the last world......awaiting their judgement.......they answer to cue .......the first question........will they deserve redemption? the second.......DO they remember their deeds?.........its all a recall of memory that must work.........they solve this riddled interrogation with intensity of will and the will to remain.......this inverted darkness....this we shall call light.........after all the sum of all endeavors is never equal to the whole of their reward........they know what they spell aloud to their souls......they carry on into the abyss of fiery darkness........and ignite it with their souls to a blaze of infernal glory........man versus his soul........the match forged in the heavens.......even unto desperation this will be undone only and only by the flames of eternal Love...........frigid soul hugs the man ........who is brave unto perdition.....his only light ............his only hope .........he must reserve for eternity...........
A change .......of course.......but the test shall tell of their make ..........does this clear the class or do they stand ground.........a wild measure but very effective...........dreams they can't fulfill if they lack the will to answer destiny..........the children of war........the warriors of yore