When I let ll of them go, it was at a great will in which I carried out the action. However, it seemed fate played a big role into it all. For the departure, that took place shortly before the exile, was of some quiet and yet deadly fate, destined to be carried out. It was only after, that I had in fact noticed that I saw the future. I won’t forget that night, sprawled out upon some hard wooden floors, with an air so cold, one would have thought that death itself had crept through the windows. Put perhaps that’s what it was in the end, death. For at that time the 2nd sleep had begun to take place, and now, I seem to curse that it had. For from those wooden floors, and chilled air cause me to see the images in which I prayed I would never see, but in the end, it was inevitable. You warmed me then, covered in a deep blanket of snow, your heart gave me warmth, but that was then. This was before the exile.
For now the darkness is re-occurring, and though my soul yearns for the light, it cannot grasp it without my heart. It seems at this time, there are two fates fighting against each-other. Many battles take place, day by day, week by week. One day one fate wins, the other day one looses, it is a never ending war. My knowledge of all this is merely a spec compared to what the greater ones know, however I oath-ed to become a vessel for the balance, and perhaps that’s how I lost you. But now, with this darker aura beginning to settle in, these times begin to grow darker once again. For now the 3rd sleep has long since concluded and many questions are in need of answers. This darker world I have feared for years, however I hope it to provide the closure I seek, for much has left to be done, before this road ends.