His sacrifices will never be forgotten. He left a giant hole where his souls’ vessel once stood. Now he keeps watching over those he loves. Sentenced to the life he built for himself. An enduring dedication to guard those who stood fiercely behind him. Ready to give their lives for his. Knowing they'd never have to. Knowing he'd give them everything he is. To his last breath. Now the depth and breadth of his swords' reach protect them still. He haunts the night, walking the valley in his death. So that they can continue giving life to all he helped to build.
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Jason White
Jason White is a father, a grandfather, knowledge seeker and sharer. Jason is the owner of Growth Positive Consulting where he puts his fundraising and management skills to great use. He is a writer, a woodworker, and a philanthropist.
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