He glances to his hands and smiles. "Yes, Gibson. There is peace." At least he tries to see it that way.
"There is peace and there is - gentleness here. You have only to look for it. The creature hunting us - is nothing more than anything else that hunts us at home. Illness, destitution, ruin - they follow us everywhere."
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"There is peace and there is - gentleness here. You have only to look for it. The creature hunting us - is nothing more than anything else that hunts us at home. Illness, destitution, ruin - they follow us everywhere."