The world’s a hungry place. A dark place. Maybe there’s more of them, or things like them or worse, but there are more people like you, too. People who stand.[Abra Stone: Do you think she was right, when she said she wasn’t the last one?]
I told you, when I first met you, I told you that you should hide. That you should keep your head down. Keep your shine out of sight. But I was wrong. Shine on, Abra Stone. You shine on.