[spoiler]Weekend, maybe?[/spoiler] The blue fire sun has risen, my friend. The clouds are of the smoke, filled with the bitter memories of my desecration. The winds are of hot ash, forever scorching and scratching all those who are caught in the gale. You will soon understand what I mean, friend. And you will experience a taste of former glory... But I am curious to see who serves that former glory. *chuckles strangely, like I just heard an inside joke*