[ WP ] Hello darkness , my old friend .

I remember the old days well. I get reminded almost everyday by fans and admirers. 
 
 I was the glorious hero of the age. The kings first choice in defending the kingdom or leading an army. 
 
 I was good at it too, better than good. Naturally I've made enemies, I killed most of them soon after they took a dislike to me. A few are still around. 
 
 My greatest adversary can, unfortunately, be counted amongst the living. 
 
 I'm old now, too old for campaigns or battles. All I want to do is retire from public life. 
 
 Unfortunately I can not see that happening any more. I'm not even sure what just happened. Not while I kneel here with my sword broken at my feet. I was on my way to see the king to be officially retired and now I'm on my knees without the strength to stand. 
 
 Here we are again. I recognise the black smoke that's now swirling around me. The sunlight is dimming as usual. As it darkens, all colour leaves the world and time slows. I am soon in a still world of blacks and greys with only the deafening sound of silence. 
 
 There he is, my greatest enemy. My whole life spent fighting him. Tall, covered in a black cloak that sucks the light from all you see. I've never seen under that hood. 
 `` Hello Darkness, My old friend'' I say to him as he stands silently above me. 
 `` I've come to speak with you again'' He said in a deep and echoey voice. A sand timer in one hand, the top nearly empty. 
 I smile as I look down to my knees, knowing this will be our last encounter. I watch the last few grains fall into the bottom of the sand timer. 
 `` It has been a pleasure'' He said. `` Good bye... old friend'' before he started to reap his rightful claim.
