Epilogue

In the depths of nights shades, lies the underworld roots of tentacles and rakes of spades. This darkness creeps and crawls, Whispers and echoes screams of a fall. But not until the error is inlaid. But fear not, for within your soul, lies a light that can make you whole. Let it shine, let it grow, lamp be oiled by Christs Holy blood shed flow. For in the midst of darkness and pain, the heart can still find its refrain. Through the struggles and the toil, there lies a beauty in the soil. A path of cultivate way. So hold on tight, don't let go, hold onto the reins. For there is still hope for the Truth to know you and lead you through its gates, to its' Inn of "Heartschambermade". Let your heart take flight, be a driver through the dark of night. Embrace the beauty of its direction and what is right. For out the darkness beacons a glow. The Truth, a place of integrity you can call home.