Mend my life! One day you finally knew what had to do and began though the voices around kept shouting their bad advice -- whole house began tremble felt old tug at your ankles. each voice cried. But didn't stop. You wind pried with its stiff fingers very foundations melancholy was terrible. It already late enough a wild night road full of fallen branches stones. little by little as left behind stars burn through sheets clouds there new which slowly recognized own that company strode deeper into world determined do only thing could save life save.