I am the fountain from which no one can drink. For many I am considered a necessary link. Like gold to all I am sought for, but my continued death brings wealth for all to want more.
I make you weak at the worst of all times, but in the
end I keep you safe. You’ll sweat in my presense even
as you grow cold. I dwell with the weak, rarely the
brave, but without me, who could tell the difference?