• the grey knight:

    it is a grey day raining with the tears of my fallen bretheren as my tabard flows in the wind blood soaked with the blood of my enemies that hve fallen by my hands i march down these battlefields and i see bodies of fallen bretheren with the guns and chainblades still tight in there cold lifeless bodies as i continue my march in my hulking grey armor and gattling gun held tight in my heavily armored hands i do not rest till my foes r finished i do not fight just to protect the imperium i fight to protect the one i luv i will fight groups, armies, even worlds if it meant protecting ufor my reach is global my tower secure my cause is noble my is power pure for i shall not leave u because u r by my side as i march when u r in danger i unleash my rain of bullets and let them feal my wrath i just hope i may see u again one day in my hope of your return as i march ii see something glint in the light it is a tiny crystal still forming into a beautiful stone i hold it lightly in my hand and as i continue i find a fallen grey knight and say "my brother u hve served well to the imperium may your soul rest peacefully in valhala farewell my brother" and i continue on my journey as a lonely space marine a member of the grey knights and i think to myself i will never leave you i will always protect you but then im inturrupted and i stumble upon a fimiliar grave and i kneel down and say "i am sorry i was not there to protect you" so i embed the crystal into the head of the grave and leave without saying a word more