There is a greater darkness than the one we fight. It is the darkness of the soul that has lost its way. The war we fight is not against powers and principalities, it is against chaos and despair. Greater than the death of flesh is the death of hope. The death of dreams. Against this peril we can never surrender. The future is all around us, waiting in moments of transition, to be born in moments of revelation. No one knows the shape of that future, or where it will take us. We know only that it is always paved in pain.
A story is true. A story is untrue. As time extends it matters less and less. The stories we want to be believe... those are the ones that survive.
I will see you in a little while, in the place where no shadows fall.
May gods stand between you and harm in all the empty places where you must walk