- Hmmm

A life of solitude. That burns itself as a fuel to continue.

The lonely path where you must leave your friends behind. Where even a lover shall never come to pass.

Where you extend to others the hand of salvation even as you condemn yourself to sacrifice again and again

The path paved with care and warmth.

Such is the path you walked, isn't it?

The ***'s path.

- That's the high praise.