Where is home? It lies ahead. Where is home? Lost far behind us. Where is home? It is within, gutted and hollow, waiting to be filled once more. Where is Gallan? At this road’s end. What is Gallan’s promise? It is home. I – I need to work through this. Round and round – madness to let it run, madness. Will the light never return? Is the joke this: that salvation is all around us, even as we remain for ever blind to it? Because we believe … there must be a road. A journey, an ordeal, a place to find. We believe in the road. And in believing we build it, stone by stone, drop by drop. We bleed
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