When the moment comes to stop running from your past, to turn around and face the thing you thought you could not face--the moment when your life teeters between giving up and getting up--when that moment comes, and it always comes, if you can't get up and you can't give up either, here's what you do: Crawl.

I am the one, Not Running, Not Staying, But FACING

Time for the world to end.

There was, like, this black hole where the world used to be, and we were both falling toward it. What could we hold on to?

It's hard to plan for what comes next when what comes next is not something you planned for.

There's a hero in every heart waiting for the dragon to come out.

There are things that are too terrible to remember, and there are things that are almost too wonderful to recall.