Going Fishing So, what was it all for? Three years I followed him, we thought he was the one. He would right every wrong, and bring about a new order and kick the foreigners off our soil! I watched him, learned from him, saw the crowds he drew when he spoke. I saw what he did... He pushed me to do things I know I would have never done on my own, things I never could have some on my own. I pledged my loyalty, my love, my life to him. He even gave me a new name: “The Rock!” I said when push came to shove I would die beside him! Then push came to shove. We were ready to fight! Blade drawn, I was ready to teach them about righteous bloodshed! But he said no, that wasn't how things were going to work. Violence was not part of the plan, at least for us... So I ran. Like a coward, I ran... I came back, I tried. Was there anything I could do? All I could do was watch, and when someone called me out, I denied him. Three times. To a little girl! The