When I first seen Columbia, that sky was the brightest bluest sky that ever was. Seemed like...heaven. Then your eyes adjusted to the light, and you saw that sea of white faces lookin’ hard back at you. I don’t want to be a part of their world. I don’t want to be a part of their culture, their politics, their people. The sun is setting on their world, and soon enough, all they’re gonna see is the dark. - Daisy Fitzroy, revolutionary leader of the Vox Populi
It is one thing to imagine one’s future. And another to see it. For I have seen the seeds of fire that will prepare the Sodom below for the coming of the Lord. But Elizabeth shall sow those seeds, not I. I will fall before the job is done…but she shall take up my mantle. The Lord is calling me home. I feel His love in ever tumor, because they are the train which takes me to his station. And I go with joy, knowing that Elizabeth will take my earthly place. But the False Shepherd is coming to lead my Lamb astray. I will not board that train until she is safe from his deceptions.