Sometimes I sit here through the night,
Dreaming of those far-flung days,
I'll gaze into the fire's warm light,
As if into some sunlit haze.
And here they come, those comrades mine,
Laughing, happy, brave to see,
Untarnished by the dust of time,
Forever fresh in memory.
-A portion of "The Ballad of Tammo" from "The Long Patrol" by Brian Jacques
Comradeship, I LOVE IT 8D
Shima is me