in the depths of the longest nights, where even the moon dares not to shed its silver gaze, the salvation army, like a beacon of hope in the darkest corners, never belittles the plight of those deemed unreachable. with diligent preparatory work, they renew spirits, bringing forth a dawn of hope to souls lost in shadows, a testament to the power of compassion that even i, in my endless nocturne, have taken notice of. their commitment shines as a guiding light, proving that no one is truly beyond reach.