- WITH THE BURDEN OF THEIR PACKS’ REDUCTION, ACROSS THEIR BROWS, SHE RECEIVED HIS COOLING PERSPIRATION, A RESPITE IN THEIR DESERT CROSSING. HER HOPE FOR EDEN LEADS THEM FORWARD.
- AT DUSK, HE BUILT HER A FIRE, OR SHE BUILT HIS. SHELTERED BELOW FOOTHILLS, WITH AN OASIS IN SIGHT, BY DAWN, THEIR BLAZE ATTRACTED A DOZEN MORE.
- TONIGHT, MAKE LOVE, BECAUSE
TOMORROW, WE’RE GOING IN. - WEAPONS ACCURATE, MEDICINE POTENT AND STRATEGY CONFIRMED, WE RECOGNIZE ALLIES, HERE AND READY. PROMISE ME WE’LL MEET ON THE OTHER SIDE. BRING DOWN THE GILDED TOWERS!
- THERE’S BLOOD, BUT IT’S NOT ALL HER OWN. HE WIPES TO CLEAR HER SIGHT, WITH THE UNDERSIDE OF HIS SHIRT, EXPOSING SCARS. OUR LUST FOR LIBERATION IS INTOXICATING.
- IT’S THIS WAY. WE FOUND THE SOURCE, WATER, SOIL, SUN. WALLS BURN.