4:10 PM 6/27/2004
-::: Disclaimer:::- I don't own any part of "the tribe" though I wish I did.
-::: A/N:::- This story takes place sometime during T4 while the Technos have control of the city.
We, are the survivors, the ones who have lived through the hell that was our lives. We, are the ones who left insearch of what we believed to be better. We, are the ones who have scene death everywhere and at times been it's cause. We, are the last of the survivors that still have hope for what may be someday. We are few but we are strong. We are the ones who bare the knowledge and strenghth to ; save, rebuild, fight, grow, destroy, and survive. We are searching for others for a place where death and chaos are not the ruling powers, where we may live in peace and finally be able to be of peace.
We've taken a ship and are in search of this place. We have left our country, left the war that is always there, that is always raging without end. We left behind those who have died those who did not survive. We left behind the places we held as home in our nomadic movements. The places were we faught battles none of us believed we would win. We've left behind many things but we could not leave behind the memories, the scars, and the will to keep going.
Hope pushes us on in the dark hours we've seen, Hope for the future.
There will be a future...
...but who can say that we will be the survivor's to see it.
-::: Disclaimer:::- I don't own any part of "the tribe" though I wish I did.
-::: A/N:::- This story takes place sometime during T4 while the Technos have control of the city.
We, are the survivors, the ones who have lived through the hell that was our lives. We, are the ones who left insearch of what we believed to be better. We, are the ones who have scene death everywhere and at times been it's cause. We, are the last of the survivors that still have hope for what may be someday. We are few but we are strong. We are the ones who bare the knowledge and strenghth to ; save, rebuild, fight, grow, destroy, and survive. We are searching for others for a place where death and chaos are not the ruling powers, where we may live in peace and finally be able to be of peace.
We've taken a ship and are in search of this place. We have left our country, left the war that is always there, that is always raging without end. We left behind those who have died those who did not survive. We left behind the places we held as home in our nomadic movements. The places were we faught battles none of us believed we would win. We've left behind many things but we could not leave behind the memories, the scars, and the will to keep going.
Hope pushes us on in the dark hours we've seen, Hope for the future.
There will be a future...
...but who can say that we will be the survivor's to see it.