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HDSounDI Hi!! I wanted to know the music that was used in the trailer of Lost in Space. As soon as I heard it I instantly recognized it since I kept on playing it from you channel and I really need to listen to it again T.T Hope I get a response from you =)
I listen to this amazing songs while working. I really feel that I'am in a battle with time. Thank you Johannes Bornlöf for this beautiful melody and sophisticated taste..
The battle is at full force. A rain of bullets falls upon the army. But one warrior stands proud. She shall not be deterred. The shield is raised, the sword is at the ready. And the sky shall unfold with her wrath.
On this day, swords shall clash, arrows shall fly, shields will break, and the sky shall unfold. As brave warriors march to either death or glory, the sky shall unfold for them and accept those who are slain fighting for their cause. As the battle bore on, men and women lay down their lives, struck down by either blade or arrow. This battle was not the first nor shall it be the last. On another very much like this one, the sky shall unfold again and more soldiers will die. But for what? What reason is there for people so brave to die? Swords sang, shields thumbed, arrows whistled through the air and found their marks with soft thunks that were drowned out beneath battle cries and the screams of wounded. On the third day, the sky unfolded and many were never seen again. Swords were dull, shields were broken, and there were no more arrows. The remaining soldiers were few, but the continued to fight with dull swords, blocking with fragments of broken shields, and firing scavenged arrows with missing heads or warped shafts. The fought hard and more were lost. By the end, the sky was unfolded and the souls of the fallen rose to the heavens.
great sound and great artwork: My niece once said , "it is wrong to be scared", I said "No. Fear is right and good. It is your reaction to the fear that matters most, you have to decide if you need to run or stand still and fight it. Courage is born from fear, without fear there could be no courage."
With no fear I will face thee To never flee Foward with will I destroy enemies They turn to ash Taken by the wind Turning into history As the sky unfolds The land of the free A warrior's breed Go unto battle Warriors of freedom Soldiers of destiny Spirits of the battlefield Minds without equal Focused on victory I don't know defeat I will never quit
I am the sword in the darkness. I am the watcher on the walls. I am the fire that burns against the cold, The light that brings the dawn, The horn that wakes the sleepers, The shield that guards the realms of men.
For the record about all the discussion of armor below. Women wore the same plate armor that men wore. Plate armor was worn with layers. Example: 1st Layer would be your clothing itself. 2nd Layer was Padded Leather to act as a shock absorber when being struck. 3rd Layer is the Armor itself. Thus, there is absolutely no reasoning to make the plate conform to breasts. The clothing and leather would have already conformed and the Plate straps on over it.
"They've got the range advantage. Rifle shields to the front!" "Yes ma'am!" "Close ranks, don't let a single shot through." The soldiers with the thickest, heaviest shields pulled to the front and made a solid wall of steel. Gunfire slammed into their ranks without pause, but the specially crafted shields held. They were doing their job, but they'd never seen so many rifles in a single army. How long would it take for the onslaught to wear down the shields, or worse, the stamina of the soldiers wielding them? "Push up! We can't afford to let them dictate range. Archers fire on my command!? "Gah, my leg!" "Pull him out of there and close the hole! We're almost in range." As the vanguard closed the distance, one by one their shields wore down. It wouldn't be long before the line was too thin and they were forced to pull back. "Close enough...Archers! FIRE!" Finally in range the archers unleashed their vengeance for fallen comrades. Many arrows fell short, but enough landed amongst the rifles to cause a pause in the fire rotation. "NOW! Everyone charge. Get in there before they fix the formation!" The pause was enough. With archers firing salvo's overhead the shield wall ran as one. The rifles were able to get a few more shots off before being forced to break formation and switch with the close quarters unit. Now the battle was truly begun!
Anyone else just think of Tex from BlackPantsLegion about to give a talk on some amazing lore about a mech, the great houses fucking each other/themselves over or just rightfully trash talk the clans?
"All as one, we're off to war. Brothers together, yet they are more. Blades shall clash, and flesh shall slash. A cloud of arrows block the sun. The first ray shall touch the one. A hero and sacrifice to save our lives. To face the gods and walk the path of knives. Thou shalt not cry. All men must die. Rejoice! Rejoice! One shall fall to save us all! Pray to the ancients that upon you that ray shall fall. spit in the mud. shed silver blood. Yrchinai march again. Yrchinai bringing pain. (Ancient poem found in some unknown cave. for more, Check my Wattpad. It's the same user as seen here. LOVE ANSWERING QUESTIONS.)
Our fury unyielding we stand before our enemy outnumber and tired. We strike those down who dare oppose us our strength undiminished our blade unstoppable. We shall fight to our last breath weather our opponent be gods or demons. We shall bathe in crimson and stand strong for our strength is unbeaten and unbroken. We shall fight as our strike split the sky in two and crack the earth none shall oppose us, none shall beat us. For we are Champions of legend and myth.
6 days from the exams. Survival on stakes. Gotta fight, for I shall not gently dissapear into this beautiful night, I have to defeat the mathematics, the history, the economy, the geography, the philosohy and the political science. I have to triumph or die trying! Brandishing my pen, my calculator on the table, I shall not fail!
