"Calling out for the rope, prepare as we will. Watch the flames burn auburn on, the mountain side. Desolation comes upon the sky... Now I see fire... Inside the mountain, I see fire. Burning the trees, and I see fire. Hollowing souls, I see fire. Blood in the breeze, and I hope that you remember me..."
Myself, a humble singular copy of all three magnificent films on whatever playable form suits my electronic equipment shall be suitable for my humble self.
I doth have knowledge of the goals which I must achieve. However, my return at this time will entail addressing that which time has put behind me. I have been attempting to escape it for such a long length of time.