There are those among us who always seem to find the right door, open the right envelope, love the right person. They are commonplace, everyday heros whose every action seems to lighten the leaden air around us. They cast a subtle golden glow to the dreary, and in actions both small and large, unfailingly raise the beating tempo of our hearts. This power they seem to possess is as intangible as it is mysterious. They live with the expectation that all will be well, that things happen for a reason, and that good will overcome. It is in the face of this silver lined optimism that the dark threads of evil begin to weave their tales of discord. For evil is drawn to such souls as the starving are drawn to the fragrant scents of a boiling stew. It cannot resist.
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