No obligation founded in blood. Our dedication exists in love. Your presence embraces me. With the odds against us when we try to numb the effects of anxiety, with frustration at a climax, the entire world seems to fade away all around us. Although our search for escape seems to be in vain, you always remind me there's a way out. Now on this empty plane, so vast, so endless. With no end in sight, we never felt so small. We will find our way. We'll notice the sun locked low on the horizon frozen in mid sunset or sunrise depending on what we decide is north. We look up. Not a cloud in the sky to obstruct. Not a moon in the sky to eclipse. We search for days, for years, with our eyes for our direction. The ravens fly away from the sun. Flying away out from our destination. It's our direction now, burning in our eyes. We're moving forward now, two steps at a time. On my own I would be lost in that place, not even trying to find my way. Isolation is a tempting solution, or is it just a fear of love. When others fail. When others chose to hide. When obstinate minds destroy themselves. We place hope in each other's hands.