In the end, the victory is ours.
The war is won. Our enemies undone.
In the end, the cost is counted.
What price did we pay? What words did we say?
In the end, one question remains.
The choices we have made…
The foundations we have laid…
We ask ourselves
“Was it all worth it?”
fanarts. My sister was playing it again today and...well...this was supposed to be a sketch. Man, this game just has such a beautiful method of storytelling that continues to capture my imagination. The above poem was a spontaneous muse that resulted from listening to Temptations
on the Journey OST. Poetry is definitely not my thing, so please excuse any cheesiness therein.Spoiler Warning!
I often wonder what the civilization before the game was like, so I sketched a concept of what one of the soldiers/generals in the warring armies might look like, with their scarf-powered machines and such. I imagine that at least one of them looked back on the devastation of their blind greed and felt deep regret.
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