Once in a while, a show comes along and completely takes hold of me. This year, Word of Honor has cemented itself in my heart like its previous counterparts The Untamed in 2020 and Nirvana in Fire in 2019. It was not a slow creep or a one-two punch, it was a complete and utter knockout that I didn’t see coming. And so there I go, falling flat on my back, wondering how I can piece together stray words or wayward thoughts to convey the heavy fall I’ve taken.