That distant thunder that you may hear rolling through far-off hills is war.
War is coming. Here. Soon.
And, like my father before me, I am prepared. I am prepared to honor my oath.
And I won't be alone.
That distant thunder that you may hear rolling through far-off hills is war.
War is coming. Here. Soon.
And, like my father before me, I am prepared. I am prepared to honor my oath.
And I won't be alone.
It’s like 1993 again.
Nope! You won't be alone, pal.
I hear the distant thunder too ................ FRegards