Kindred Spirits
The coalition grows. Like-minded individuals rejoin with an eye to the future and an appreciation of the past. Old traditions, goals, and time-tested philosophies reborn.
You think you’re the only one sometimes, that those days foolishly meant more to you. That nobility was a idealistic myth. That the battles you fought amounted to nothing in the end. But then you find out someone saw things as you did and not just appreciated them but understood them as you did. Then you find a new fight that needs fighting.
A kernel of an idea is floated. A campaign to reclaim and improve lost territory. A likely impossible dream but one now shared.
Hope doesn’t die. The values of service live on. We scatter and regroup. We endure and find a way.
It’s comforting to find out an important part of your life is exactly what you thought it was.
