The Darkest Hour Was Just

Be A Source Of Joy. And Let Haters Complain About The World.

The End Of One Stage Is Only The Beginning Of Another. Any Dangers Overcome Are The Necessary Preparation To Do Better In The Next Stage.

At That Moment, It Seemed To Him That Time Stood Still, And The Soul Of The World Surged Within Him. When He Looked Into Her Dark Eyes, And Saw That Her Lips Were Poised Between A Laugh And Silence, He Learned The Most Important Part Of The Language That All The World Spoke — The Language That Everyone On Earth Was Capable Of Understanding In Their Heart. It Was Love. Something Older Than Humanity, More Ancient Than The Desert. Something That Exerted The Same Force Whenever Two Pairs Of Eyes Met, As Had Theirs Here At The Well.

Every Warrior Of The Light Has Failed In His Spiritual Duties.

The River Adapts Itself To Whatever Route Prove Possible, But The River Never Forgets Its One Objective: The Sea. So Fragile At Its Source, It Gradually Gathers The Strength Of The Other Rivers In Encounters. And, After A Certain Point, Its Power Is Absolute.