Is the path chosen by the walker, or is the walker chosen by the path?

Or does that even matter?

[He pauses for a moment, the sound of what could be a sneeze is heard, and then the inevitable click as the feed goes dead.]

[Yes he's finally crawled out from his dark little hole, if only for the red sky.]

My, my, who spilled blood all over the blue sky?

[Private to Vexen--Unhackable]

You'd best watch your back. Marluxia has decided to return from the grave.

Here?

[There's a bit of a growl]

I'm going back to bed.