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Hopeville burned lightless in the night, invisible fires of radiation scorching it from within and without, it is said a man still walked its streets,
with a tattered jacket, an old-world flag edged on the back... he remained there, perhaps as punishment for the scars he left on the wastes,
or a reminder of history he cannot forget. For Ulysses...his journey was over, the courier had been the end of his road.
As for the courier, he turned his back on his home for the second time and made his way back...navigating the treachery of the Divide.
Tunnelers and the Marked Men...avoided the lone figure as if recognizing the couriers right of passage...or out of fear.
The Courier walked until he stood again upon the edge of the Divide, the last road he would walk...before the second battle for Hoover Dam.
There, beside his feet was a final package from one Courier to another, a footlocker, bearing a gift...and a message.
But that message it is something for Couriers to carry, and for them alone...the lights flickered across the Divide, reminders that the old world's histories persist and find meaning in the present. It said...war, war never changes, men do, trough the roads that they've walked...and this road has reached, it's end.

Description
Hopeville burned lightless in the night, invisible fires of radiation scorching it from within and without, it is said a man still walked its streets,
with a tattered jacket, an old-world flag edged on the back... he remained there, perhaps as punishment for the scars he left on the wastes,
or a reminder of history he cannot forget. For Ulysses...his journey was over, the courier had been the end of his road.
As for the courier, he turned his back on his home for the second time and made his way back...navigating the treachery of the Divide.
Tunnelers and the Marked Men...avoided the lone figure as if recognizing the couriers right of passage...or out of fear.
The Courier walked until he stood again upon the edge of the Divide, the last road he would walk...before the second battle for Hoover Dam.
There, beside his feet was a final package from one Courier to another, a footlocker, bearing a gift...and a message.
But that message it is something for Couriers to carry, and for them alone...the lights flickered across the Divide, reminders that the old world's histories persist and find meaning in the present. It said...war, war never changes, men do, trough the roads that they've walked...and this road has reached, it's end.