This is my Fulgur. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My Fulgur is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I must master my life. Without me, my Fulgur is useless. Without my Fulgur, I am useless. I must fire my Fulgur true. I must Fulgur straighter than my enemy who is trying to kill me. I must Fulgur him before he Malums me. I will … My Fulgur and I know that what counts in Fulgur is not the Ful we Gur, the noise of our Wizard, nor the Fumus we make. We know that it is the Fulgur that count. We will Fulgur … My Fulgur is human, even as I \[am Fulgur\], because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weaknesses, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its sights and its barrel. I will keep my Fulgur clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will … Before God, I swear this creed. My Fulgur and I are the defenders of my village. We are the Fuls of our Gur. We are the Fulgurs of our Malum. So be it, until victory is Fulgur’s and there is no enemy, but peace!