The decaying vigil

[shinotebasiiackh]

In the house of God, he prays. he lives in the lands of war. In vigil. These nights and days. His life now torn. From a man to a knight. If he died by by the sword the men would mourn. Henry, like the battle lusting dog, he would sm

**** it. I was going to do the whole poem thing pefore the picture. Screw it.

Decaying in vigil:

[Moosetroop11]

What exactly is that a picture of?

(Later on, I get it): Oh, that's a guy kneeling, right?

[shinotebasiiackh]

It's a knight neeling at an alter. The decaying vigil. VIGIL! think about it.

[oooog]

oh, its kinda like those pictures you have to stare at in order to see...heh, i see a pony...

seriously though, dont quite know how to comment on it, considering i cant read what its saying...

[shinotebasiiackh]

Not a staring picture. It's a style that I thought fitted the... thing...

I'll show you...

[shinotebasiiackh]

Red outlines so you can see what it is. I like my decay style better, though. His arms are folded behind his back.