The Breeze Brushes the Falling Moon

In the end times, you are the sum of the choices you make, and I am shaped by the actions I take. This boomerang of fate will pass through layer upon layer of time, and we can only wait and see whose brow it strikes in the end. But whatever happens, I want you to know this: if this world can no longer offer you understanding and support, I will give everything I have to be the last person there to catch you.