When God chose your kind as the object of His love, I was the first in all Heaven to bow down before you. My love, my hope for mankind was no less than His. But I have watched you trample that gift. I've watched you kill each other race and greed, wage war over dust and rubble, and the words in old books. And yet in the midst of all this darkness, I see some people who will not be bowed. I see some people who will not give up... even when they know all hope is lost. Some people... who realize that being lost is so close to being found.
