They came again. This time with DDOS. We stood strong, man to man, shield to shield, but nothing could stop the menacing horde. They took everything, burned what they could not carry upon their mighty steads and even the womenz we had so carefully selected.
The rains have stopped, it will be dry season soon and our crops are low…how much longer before we “bite the pillow”?
Even now they stand at our gates. Mocking. Always mocking…and refreshing…those sick bastards…