“No matter the era, whichever the society, people always gaze at the stars when young.
Then they stretch out their hands and try to catch them.
And then one day, they realize their arms are not long enough to catch the stars, and that’s when they grow up.”
Sygnatura
Blessed are they who stand before
The corrupt and the wicked and do not falter.
Blessed are the peacekeepers, the champions of the just.
Blessed are the righteous, the lights in the shadow.
In their blood the Maker's will is written.