"You saved the cheerleader, so we could save the world."

We're rebuilding after it all. Piece by piece we pick up the shards and attempt to piece it all back together again. And we find a new being within, one who is stronger, one who is wiser.

We hold close those on whom we depend. Yet we find that it is not who we thought it would be, and a new bastion rises out of the ashes of our past. The smallest of disturbances can result in far reaching ripples, and this disturbance is far from small. Perhaps when the ripples die down, the water will be all the calmer, and the light of a new beginning will not be so harsh upon our skin.

Auf Weidersehen.

Seven Minutes to Midnight