This had been real: real in its flaws and uncertainties, real in its small triumphs, real in its compromises and understanding.

Even in that time of utter darkness, somewhere deep inside me the memory of love and goodness had stayed alive.

Third person allows a deeper exploration of the relationships between characters. We can see their misunderstandings and hear what they think about each other. We can create a more complex structure with various story threads running parallel.

Good and bad; shade and sunlight, there's but a hair's breath between them. It's all one in the end.

This had been real: real in its flaws and uncertainties, real in its small triumphs, real in its compromises and understanding.

The most powerful weapon is hope.

Trust can be a hard lesson; hope still more difficult.