Start of an Outpost and a Colony of Hope and Faith

 Welcome to the Start of an Outpost and the last Survivor of the Bitter Cold

Bitter and Cold, the Weather is Freezing and Icy, The Weather is What I Enjoy

It's Over now, The Last Design of a Camouflage Colony, Green Poles and a New Way of Life

Be the First to take the Steps into Uncharted Territory, The Start of an Encampment and Camp

Take the Passage and Path along the Mountains and Snow and Alpine of a Beautiful Scenery

Take a Cut Throat Approach to Society and have the Willingness to Move on within Existence

Not letting others get in your way, End up on the Poor and Starving way of an Individual

The Last Story of Being Friends, How does it Feel Being all Alone? 

Covered in a Black Cape, and a Dark Red Force Field, The Promise of a Blessing and Grace

Setup a Station and Campsite of Supplies 

and a Reason to Fight Under the Stars of Hope and Faith

Welcome to the Mosquito Way of Life, Frozen Temperature and Snow- Survival Mode of a New Life

 Wolves and Wolf, Snakes and Mosquito, Bat and Horse

Sensation of Wind, Your Body is Accustomed to the Cold and Frozen Temperature

You Like Walking in the Rain, or the Feeling of Snow, You Hate the Sunlight

You have the Weirdest Nightmares or Dreams While Sleeping

You Believe King Arthur and His Men our Guarding the Chalice of Enternal Blessing

You Believe you have Thousands of Knights, Warriors and Archers Defending you 

You Despise Electricity and the Way this Planet is Setup, You believe in Ancient Survival

If you Could, You Wish you were Living in the Ancient or Middle Ages, or Prehistoric Time

You Dont Like other People Telling you what to do, You Would Rather Live Independently

You Believe Everyone has a Right to Live a Solitary Life and Make your own Decisions

You Believe in the Cloak of Invincibility or Magic, Black Magic and or Witchcraft

If You Could you Would Live in a Survival Mode of the Wilderness or Nature