In the darkness we wept; tears of disappointment, cries of anguish, unencumbered despair. It covered us in shrouds, blocking out hope. But it did not stop us. From the dark days of yore, adrift beyond the endless beaches, we rose, shedding the heavy shackles of burden that held us down for so long.
We have fought, we have clawed, we have scratched ourselves through the densest of thickest to be where we are now. We will give no quarter, we will cease no ground, for we know from where it is we have come, what it took to get here.