I thought of my soul as something like a scent, like an air of kindliness. That my selfish heart would grow enormous in battle. I thought I could help the troubled because I was troubled. I wanted my humility to be large, to float like a balloon above the parade I was in.

Jack Myers, "Plans" from issue 4

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