You cannot see the light, as it fades into the night. It tantalizes your sight and urges pursuit. Where do the lights go when humanity’s cruelty has dimmed the voice of reason that we seek… that we need. We shatter illusions by caring and in that compassionate act, we often times give birth to fury. For care, passion, and fury are made up of emotion and the commonality is the connection to that which we decide to fight for in life. We fight for things that are right, even when those that do wrong hold their hands up in supplication… or ignorance. Dare we allow the guilty of society to slip silently into the night? Or do we instead chase down those demons with our own light, the light that man carries when they truly care.