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At the end I've not participated a lot in the lasts wtes, but whatever, I'm still there and always watching the epic things that everyone are making. This week however I got inspired by DeltaCandimus' post. My nickname is Fenix, and its my favorite hero. I just created a small video about a very short memory of a night. Sorry if I made mistakes or weird sentences, english is my 2nd language. I'm also sorry about the fps in the video and its overall quality. I should really find a way to save the video into better format. :( Take a look at the map itself and Test Document. Once in-game press Numpad 0 to start cinematic, it will look much better.

I am, Fenix, Praetor Fenix, I do not fear death and I never tasted death. My mind is still there, more powerful than it ever was after all those hundred years. And I remember… through those years, few moments…such as this one. The Zergs were all around like a very thick cloud. I could hear their strange voices, their shrill cries of death. We were about fifty young wrinkled Protoss at an isolated city. We were not expecting this to happen so soon. We thought we could have moved at bright day light. Though, we were wrong. The creep was already sliding on the ground and rising on the buildings. The far fog seemed to move with bright small orange dots sometimes in pair, sometimes…in multiple pairs. The small lights of the city could barely illuminate our faces. The ground was trembling, our blades were ready, the Khala helped all of us to stay focus. There was no way back.

About midnight, as the dark was broke by our blades, all around us the small eyes in the fog were coming. The creep was growing on everything, even us. As the enemy was getting closer and closer, we lightened the main Nexus’ crystal and illuminated the night with a very bright light that revealed our incoming foes and empowered our hope and force. That night lasted longer than we thought as we were bravely holding.

In the morning I saw something that I never saw before. Strangely, the Zerg went back… but more, the city was all but creeped ruins, and my brave allies, are no more than heavy damaged armored corps on the ground with spines and scratches. I was the only one still walking in this city. I took each of the unique crystal of all their armors in memory and went back to Antioch, a place where few years later I’ve seen worser…right in front of the memory crystals.

@sgtnoobkilla: Go

I really like that, precisely because it is comparatively understated but has a really nice atmosphere to it :)

Hey, any feedback about my sumission? =P Don't say it's too dark, I know it's a little too dark. Though, the night is the night and there is no light in the dark ;) And don't say that video quality sucks, I know as well. Haha.

Note, looks much better in-game, and if you don't see the Zerg and the creep in the video, go see in-game ;)

@Dragoneles: Go

Well thank! Though the idea of "memorial" was not quite about what you see, but more about the story of what you see. Those Zealots died that day in the story and that's the memorial.