Now we're far from town. Rain insanely tears at us. We stand and part from each other. In three months, we hope for a few moments of sharing. That means we've passed the walls within.
Life's a place where it's forbidden to live.
Like the Hebrew quarter. Anyone not a viper suffers the same pogrom. Life's for converts only Judases of all faiths. Under my feet. Destroy as vengence for the star of David.