As I lie here face down in the sand. All that lies in my hand is my scythe as it shimmers and glows with hatred.
For miles you hear and see no one you think no one will be coming to save you. As the wind and sand whines against your shiny armor. As you are face flat in the sand.
All that's around you that you see are bodies of your fallen comrades and their faces seem to look at you in dismay and disbelief . You wish someone would come and help you you try to scream but you cant you just beam whets surrounds you. Cause you are nothing more then a corpse that is face flat in the sand
Based on what happened to me in the altepa desert in FFXI
By: Gerardokill