God ole risk never fails to make me, my sibling, and our father get unreasonably angry, I love it

I mean, doesn’t seem like a terrible law. I sense there may have been more pressing issues that could have been addressed rather than… Rave parties.

God do I love this state, beautiful

I was awake.

Who was i?

I did not know.

What was i?

I did not know.

But I was awake.

And someone needed my help.

I knew almost nothing, but the one thing I did know is that I helped when I was asked to. So I focused on that desperate plea, and I felt myself move. Miles and miles passed under me and I saw....destruction.

Burned trees standing like skeletons on fields of mud. Stone towers jutting up from the training, desolate and empty, maybe they were inhabited once, but no more. And the terrible craters, where the air and ground was poisoned for miles around.

But I also saw life, still soldiering on through it all. I saw tiny animals creeping around the destruction feeding on what grew. I saw plants overtaking the stone towers and fields of mud. Though they could not grow near the craters. And I saw people, and I felt love and care for them. They skulked, hid, and crept though the ruins surviving on whatever they could find. Dressed in rags carrying everything they owned on their backs, with contraptions meant to bring death in hand.

And then I found him, the desperate soul who had called put to the uncaring world for salvation. To any god ir spirit he could think of, and he would recieve an answer. He laid against a wall, an empty canteen in hand, he was dying, and I could not allow that.

So I reached out and in front of him the ground would split open. And from that crack in the ground water would spring forth. Not the poisoned, death brining water all over this wasteland. But pure and clear water seen so rarely. The man, upon seeing this, gathered what strength he could to crawl forward, took off the mask he wore and drank of the clear water, before filling his canteen.

He stood up after he had drank his full, and looked around. He could not see me, but I could see him. He was thankful, and relieved that something had answered him. But he could not stay here long. So he would travel again, wherever the wind would take him.

But now, he would no longer travel alone

Let me extend caledonia counties welcome to you! Hope you like it here!

As far as I know, azov is, complicated nowadays. Part of the national military they may be they have had allegations of ties to far right groups, and allegations of torture. Both with enough evidence to make it hard to determine either way. With others arguing they’ve been tampered and disciplined now as part of the military. Personally I don’t like them much, but they fight for Ukraine so I’m ambivalent, I’m just worried what may happen if Ukraine wins and Azov remains, lionized by the war. Personally I hope if Ukraine wins they just get quietly retired as hero’s, instead of remaining