Not denying the soul, also not glorifying it. Learning to yield in strength. Playing the role we were ment to.

I didn’t believe it, but I said it. And part of me listened. Someday, the rest will.

Pushed to do something great. United by a common enemy. Collective sacrifice to make the impossible possible.

A compromise that condones good will. For the short term, good? For the long term, undetermined.

What seemed like a mountain was really a blip. The details wouldn’t be remembered. The large hurrah a faint whisper.