We Have Laboured Long To Build A

Truly, Whoever We Are, Wherever We Reside, We Exist Upon The Whim Of Murderers.

I Am Brother To Dragons, And Companion To Owls. My Skin Is Black Upon Me, And My Bones Are Burned With Heat.

There Are Two Worlds We Live In: A Material World, Bound By The Laws Of Physics, And The World Inside Our Mind, Which Is Just As Important.

I Don't Think You Can Separate A Place From Its History. I Think A Place Is Much More Than The Bricks And Mortar That Go Into Its Construction. I Think It's More Than The Accidental Topography Of The Ground It Stands On.

Nothing Is Insoluble. Nothing Is Hopeless. Not While There's Life.