No short answer to how I came to be. Some say I was a freak accident. No doubt few have heard or even seen the life of lifeless relics parading through the air in the form of language. Like ancient symbols in a perfect coffin. Understood only by their sound and definition. Words my friends, are but relics without us. Just markings of a strange mind, and an ever increasing thought. May we find the way to success and all it's treasures. -relic
