En francais moi raison d'etre. In English, my reason for living.
When skies are grey and all around me cry, I come here to feel their pain, and understand. It lifts me up and gives me peace. My life becomes worthwhile again and I can help them recover. I feel like this every time I set foot on those happy shores and watch Gravia quietly presiding over our procedings. So majestic.
We are but human, and Arillas for me is one of the Gods. Yes I am pissed, but this is the truth I'm telling you.....
Phil