I have arisen in denial, arisen in a state of resistance of what has been told to come, of what inevitably lies at the end of this Advent – once Final Fates are met. With this place so vast in it’s infinite scape, it has all since been shrouded into the endless gray- an endless frozen void of sorts which is consumed by the darkness all the same. For the night that we have all long since dreaded has finally come, it has now settled in, and the toll it has begun to take is much heavier than anything I have ever known. This night, so dark, so black, so close to the truest of voids that even the shadows themselves yearn to become something as menacing as what stands before them now.
There is no escaping this darkness, for that time has long past gone and now this fate, that is in fact the darkest of nights – is here to stay. I have been living in denial, I have known for ages that it would inevitably come to this, a nightfall where both shadows and echoes alike spin in a violent fashion, drifting us all off to deep and dreamless sleeps, while also consuming what remains of our noir of a soul. There is no turning back, and while I may at the same time find a sense of comfort, and solace here, I also know that there will never be any peace for long as I hold the regret and the memories of a line that could have been, a line that is now broken a shattered, a line that will never exist again.
I can feel what I can only describe as the bitter end, filled with cold and emptiness in entirety banging at the veil that shrouds this reality. It is anxious and it is angry, yearning ever so desperately to invade – like a virus seeking out a suitable organism. This may very well be where all is ending, and though I watch the hourglass closely like a vulture, I also know that the time that remains cannot be spent with idle hands. For I now know that during these darkest of nights, these shadows no longer serve me, for what they certainly still exist to devour, they are now in a way, inferior to what stands before us now. For to tread throughout these blackened nights requires a commitment, a taking up of a mantle, an process of evolution that will both transcend as well as fulfill what I have long since known to be one of my final fates, a fate that I had run from for far too long.