Why do we train?
Why do we steele ourselves against the unknown?
Why do we prepare for the worst?

Alone, in silence, we gladly suffer.
Alone, in silence, we guard our love.

So another, round the wheel of fortune, may be bright. https://image.nostr.build/79e4f371e9fb82d9aae3f14b462a231f65ea36d35cb3b130e8848fb197fd3393.jpg