"Your sleep is disturbed by the cries of battle and 
the clash of blade on blade.  Mearly a bad dream you 
think at first, for the comfort of warm sunlight on 
your back and the water lapping at your feet has 
taken you back to the luxury of your home.  You find 
it difficult to remember the events of the night before 
but you recall a bad dream... Not a dream you realise 
as your breath brings the sickly sweet stench of blood 
not long since spilt."~
"Having murdered Marcus you feel a tinge of regret but then
 your body begins to shake with bloody mirth."~
"You feel ashamed that you were unable to save the young boys life.  Perhaps it was fate that had him killed but you are sure that things could have turned out differently..."~~