I Call Your Name, So Dare You Answer?

Night falls, and bandits climb over the wall with knives in hand.

Blood stains the darkness red.

The survivors hide in corners, weeping softly as cries of anguish echo in their ears.

This scene is repeated in countless homes. When the death knell rings, countless survivors make the same choice: they cast their last hope into the distance, sending the final spark of civilization streaking across the night sky.

If you’re one of the lucky ones, tell the children this: evil cannot cut off the heads of good people. In our story, the man holding a gourd will stand in the light and shout into the darkness: “Hey! I’m calling your name. Do you dare answer?”