The Snake and the Moon <iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/DaslWpZmhI8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe> Ah, sinful nation! People laden with iniquity. Brood of Evil Doers! Depraved Children! They have forsaken the LORD. This is our reality, a forsaken realm of Inquisition and paranoia. We hope that you enjoy it, for you are here to stay! Every head is ailing, every heart is sick. From head to foot no sport is sound: all bruises and welt and festering sores-Not pressed out, not bound up, not softened with oil. The White Knight found herself in a forest of great beauty. Almost as soon she wandered off the path, a figure looking like an ancient man called for her, "Welcome Daughter of Israel. We've been expecting you for some time." She found herself entrapped in a caged wagon. The ancient man said she was going to the Castle, a place in which all magical and special people are concentrated to keep them safe from the cruelty of the outside society. Bride of Israel, you hide before your LORD. How sad, how sad, indeed! The Castle keeps the unwanted locked away, it does. The Knight has only been here for a short time, but she is an object of great attention to the Ancient Man. She will slowly learn what this place really is, a death camp. The Ancient Man and his Redcoats fear the White Knight for she is strong and is remorseless in the heat of battle. Her eyes only see the demons in the heart of men. I hate the Ancient Man, for he is a sinner in the eyes of the LORD. He will be slain; yes, he will be… KEKEKEKEKKEKEKEKEKEK.