The Young2011

Sanders:
Before I left central, they all told me to keep heading North. And the further I am up this road, I know I'm far from one battle and into a new one. I should thank her for what she did for me. She wanted to take me from harm's way and for a while I lived away from all of it. In the fields. She said they were scorched blades all leaning to the city. It's the dark road that cuts through the middle of our hearts. There's no greater fury than what sounds below our feet. And it clutches at our heels. We can't reach it because the sky burns us too.