Remembrance

Brothers, sisters, fellow Elders, lend me your ears. Indulge my nostalgia as I look back upon the previous months. I remember when this group was 15 men strong, with a dream. That dream was to become legend. And it will come. I remember when I first stumbled upon Deedz's operation. I was new to Bungie.net, so I was exploring a little bit. I came across the group tab on the main menu, and I clicked it. I scrolled through a few clans, all the same. But then I came to the Guardian Elders. I read what the preview said, about having equality for all, and for the sake of fun and becoming legend, all that fun jazz. I thought it too good to be true. I sent an invite request, and I was welcomed with open arms. Sgt Frog, one of my dear friends, said that my name, The Steel Arc, was one that he'd be glad to rally to. That is the kind of optimism that every clan should have, but don't. Since the day I joined, the passion and respect and love for Destiny, and each other, has only grown instead of diminished. I've become a moderator through shear determination and passion. And it's paying off. I'm residing over one of the best clans I have ever been a part of. And I will reside over the best God damn clan in Destiny, as soon as we can get our hands on the beta, and soon the game! AM I RIGHT GUARDIANS?!