If there was no fear, how could there be comfort? Or courage?

“She’d fallen into a deep silence once, when the sun appeared, and it was then h…”

“We lose and lose, but we're still here. Shaking in place, afraid of doing somet…”

“Perry. I want to see your back."Another surprise, but he nodded and turned away…”

“—Los sabios hacen preguntas, Perry. Los débiles dudan.”