• Vol. 04
  • Chapter 05


In the end, hope was all that was left.
The shattered dreams and forgotten lives were all but a thing of the past.
As the cloud of uncertainty lingered through the crowd, poisoning the very existence of hope, there was a small moment of clarity.
A hand reached over and offered a stance of solidarity.
Within seconds, the gesture spread and the clouds parted.
Hope, no matter how small, held the most power of all.
The power of change through unity.