benlehman

I am awash in words, golden webs, heartstrands, masks, chains and blood. On the left stands death and on the right victory. The book is blank, but I already know the words. Each to each we claim Lingshan as our homeland, you and I. If English shall die, it shall die in glory, alight in fires of hatred, and burn the hand of the burner.

Let it never be said that I do not love my mother tongue.

What was it she said?
repeat it back to all of us
those four exact words