I carry you with me across these
barren lands, stretched dry and dark between
sanctuaries of kindness.
Generous with your warmth,
you have shown me
a path to guide my heavy legs and stumbling heart.
Generous with your patience,
you have shown me
how lucky I was to have something worth mourning.
Re: Barricade
[He follows her through the door, eyes wide and boggling]
...What is this place?
[plaza!]