With safety and protection at every turn in the form of three chain-link fences and miles of concrete walls, it’s easy to forget the road of heartache leading to it all. Easy to forget how many graves they’ve dug and how many friends they’ve buried.
Easy to forget how someone can just disappear.
“The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater.”
we will make the dead die, and the living will have this world again.