How did I become a warrior at night?
What keeps me going?
Ruining my health with no sleep.
Circadian rhythms all but forgotten.
Where is my battle?
My glorious death?
Can this slow, sleepless aging kill a warrior like me?
My reflexes slow.
My temper shortens.
My surety of action fades away.
A warrior without a battle is true sadness,
Dying of natural causes.