The Key Holds The Truth

Truth Casts A Spell Of Its Own.

This Is How The Fire Starts. This Is How We Burn.

Im A Techno Moron. I Need Help Just To Plug In My Video Camera.

Or Perhaps It Is Some Combination Of Spirit And Desire, Love And Hope, Some Alchemy That We Each Possess And Can Put To Use, If We First Know Where To Look Without Flinching.

She Shrieks Above The Din. "if You Wish A Battle, I Shall Give It. I Am The Last Of My Kind. I Shall Not Lie Down Without A Fight.