Uploaded May 2019 | Updated September 2026, 3 weeks ago
Wattle: a material for making fences, walls, etc., consisting of rods or stakes interlaced with twigs or branches.
Glade: an open space in a forest.
Linnet: a mainly brown and gray bird (finch) with a reddish breast and forehead.
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Wattle: a material for making fences, walls, etc., consisting of rods or stakes interlaced with twigs or branches.
Glade: an open space in a forest.
Linnet: a mainly brown and gray bird (finch) with a reddish breast and forehead.
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![Blind Old Man Highlander [For Honor]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/FI3Yu0LlIeM/mqdefault.jpg "Blind Old Man Highlander [For Honor]
One Foot in Front of the Other - Indeed, trying to get back to his wife all this time – and what with the bad dreams he’d just had about Romans getting there first – the old man has lost some sleep: his fighting is sloppy and unfocused. But he’s grumpy enough to survive.
He can sense in his bones that a new season has arrived. He often wonders, encountering warriors of increasing speed and skill, if he should call back to the spirits who once told him how much life he had left in him, how much life left in his foes, how much breath…
In fact the man has to call on the spirits briefly when he encounters a very skilled pair of Samurai who are honorable but wish to fight their equals simultaneously in an all-out brawl of sorts.
They caught the old man off guard at first, but out of the blue a friendly Raider (whom the old man recognized) came to his side in battle.
“When you don’t sleep well, you are very grumpy!” Mrs. Highlander used to say to him all the time. Those days seem like so long ago, the old man thinks. And she was right of course. At times like this he doesnt say much, he doesnt laugh, and when met by foes on the road, hes quick to accept an invitation to fight to the death.
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And as a sidenote, the Warden and Orochi in this video did not ragequit (in fact the last time I played the Warden he beat me with clever guard breaks), and the brawlers at the end of the video are also good players, we went back and forth with their Kensei and Nobushi and afterwards one of them used Berserker and Shaman and beat us! I also want to make clear that in no way were they ganking they were playing a good, clean all-out brawl! Thats all I wanted to add.
Songs:
TV on the Radio Dirty Whirlwind
Gories, Stranded
Freshly Wrapped Candies, And
Waking Life Soundtrack, El Cholulo
Brian Eno, Patrolling Wire Borders")
![Versurs All Berserkers - Story in Description [For Honor]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Fl1g8byW9Kc/mqdefault.jpg "Versurs All Berserkers - Story in Description [For Honor]
GOING SANE - Long ago, in the Springtime of their marriage, many villagers wondered how they always seemed content together. Some asked what their secret was. Their great secret was that they never kept secrets. There was never any doubt between them about loyalty, but moreover, they could share their most troubled thoughts with each other - their kindness was like a home within a home. “Look at you,” she told him one day when he’d returned from battle, “blood on your face blood on your hands. Sit down.”
“I fight some who are mad,” he said, taking a seat by the fire, “and I fear that, in fighting them over and over, their madness becomes mine. I dragged a Berserker down with my Claymore. That was moments ago. Now I’m back here with you. The Berserker fought me in a land far away. I don’t know how I got there, my Love. I don’t know how I got back from the place of blood whence I came. Here you and I. We are talking. I feel calm again. What is happening?”
She said, “Let us go outside. I have something to show you.”
They walked through some trees, and some of the trees said hello with a strange glow as it would soon become night. Then, when there was a little clearing, his wife stopped. With her hands she began digging at the dirt on the ground. He bent down and began digging with her. They dug. “Just a little more,” she said. “Careful, now, we do not want to ruin it.”
She reached down and pulled up a scroll. It was rolled and sealed with wax. She shook the dirt from it and it looked like brand new parchment.
“My father gave this to me. He said the ancient Bards speak to each other at all times and in this scroll are the words of a Bard from the future who spoke to him. My father wrote down what he heard. I have not read this. He made me promise to give this scroll to you, and he asked that you read it aloud to me. So that we may live forever.”
With the remaining light he opened the scroll and read it to his wife:
The Song of Wandering Aengus
I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.
When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And someone called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air.
Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands,
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands;
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done,
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.
– WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS
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The Berserkers in this video all gave me more than a run for my money.
Songs:
As One In the Arms of You
The Kingsmen, Louie Louie
Otha Turner and the Rising Star Fife & Drum Band, Shimmy She Wobble (in honor of a recent Amon Marth cover)
Freshly Wrapped Candies, And")
![Wisdom of the Ancients [For Honor]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Fx2eawvv6tY/mqdefault.jpg "Wisdom of the Ancients [For Honor]
Ah, so we control how we construct meaning from our experiences, the old Highlander thought, wondering if others understood. Later, he would tell Mrs. Highlander about the wakeful encounter with a Kensei: I remember it was raining, every raindrop a whisper from our ancestors...
The song is Snowfall by Claude Thornhill (one of the great yet lesser-known songs of ye olden days).
I dont own the rights to any music and this channel makes no money.
Please leave comments, keep it clean, and be kind to each other, in the game and out there in all our shared lives.")
![Switching Targets & Floating in Hard Times [For Honor]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/Hv5-RZDGRc0/mqdefault.jpg "Switching Targets & Floating in Hard Times [For Honor]
How to Take a Shower
Step 1) Climb out of bed. (There are various degrees of difficulty in getting out of the bed. There may be a mountain between you and the blankets, a mountain between youre dreams and reality, or a mountain between you and a desire to begin the day.) Climbing is important because it builds stamina and endurance, and tolerance to altitude, and it can lead you to leave your bed at crucial times.
Step 2) Should you see some stars from loss of oxygen, take a deep breath and keep going towards the bathroom.
Step 3) Once in the bathroom, dont overthink it. Turn on the hot and cold water, and adjust the temperature until there is a sense of peace in the downpour. Allow this peace to run on the back of your neck while you quietly tell yourself that you will get through the day.
Step 4) Your mind may be traveling many miles a second – in giving yourself some confidence (while you also clean yourself thoroughly with good soap) you’re able to ready the engine that is your mind, which hums inside the running hood of your body.
Step 5) Remember your body is made up of a lot of water, and now you’ve had water on you. You have the source, and you’ve been in the source as well. Branch out with that knowledge. After all, trees store sunlight within them, exactly why wood makes fire.
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![Wild Warlord pt 3 [For Honor]](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/JesnbJQRMoQ/mqdefault.jpg "Wild Warlord pt 3 [For Honor]
Warlord can still beat just about everyone who was released after him. FYI, I didnt win all these matches. In many rounds people were parrying my lights - so I let the heavies go. (Once you get into an opponents head, Warlords basic kit can be serious.) Leave a poem, story or comment below. Hope you are all doing well!
If youre new here, this channel is largely inspired by the people who write in the comments.
There are original stories and poems found in videos and descriptions on this channel - but you will also find talented, aspiring (and inspiring) writers in the comments sections here.
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