I Believe The Road To Hell Is

Later, Going Home, I Realized They Didn't Look Alike At All; What Made Them Seem To Was The Aftermath Of Stress And The Lingering Of Sorrow. It's Strange How Pain Marks Our Faces, And Makes Us Look Like Family.

Politics Always Change. Stories Never Do.

First Comes Smiles, Then Lies. Last Is Gunfire.-roland Deschain, Of Gilead

It's Funny How Close The Past Is, Sometimes. Sometimes It Seems As If You Could Almost Reach Out And Touch It. Only Who Really Wants To?

All You Need To Do Is Hold On Tight...and Believe.