“When you fell, I followed you to damnation and they still managed to snatch you away from me. I have spent every day since then looking for you… every minute missing you. I have fought and struggled and bled across the globe to find this door, and there is nothing I won’t do to see it open. …I’m coming for you, brother.”
I’m supposed to be guilty of all sorts of crimes and misdemeanours, but when you get right down to it, I’m really only guilty of one: wondering. The road to Hell, you say, is paved with good intentions.