My contemplation has long since been complete, for ever since I had stumbled into this vast and seemingly infinite place full of wonder and hope during the day’s that followed from the Castles exile and frontiers that followed – I’ve had much time to contemplate this path, to learn the acquire the ability to see things clearly and truly – for how they really are. It has not been an easy path, for in doing so I have been consumed by flames multiple times, from flares which sparked these very fates that I now stand face to face with now, to the flames and fires that now rage across these lands all the same, flames and fires that shall now consume me – as I seek to surrender to this all. There are no fights left to fight, nothing left to love, and no life left to live – this is the end of what I know things to be now, I have released these attachments and clinging’s of some lost sense of false light that has yearned to consume me for so long, but now, with the darkness all encompassing me, these things no longer hold any power whats so ever.
The fires that stand before me have begun to march endlessly across these landscapes, as the lords which have long since descended watch from summits in distant places far above – as these darkest night skies begin to turn into a hue of red. The moment I step into these fires, is the moment I seal my fate – the moment I begin to exit this shattered and tattered line, with the will of death in one hand, and the willfulness to accept the chaos that exists outside of this time, and before the next, that will surely come for me. I have taken up this mantle of a warrior of darkness, not as an act of war, but instead – a knowing that this is who I truly am. One who journeys in the dark where the truth of truths are hidden, one who embraces the end, never fleeing from it, never straying from it. One who is now ever-consuming, ever-devouring. I have gradually removed the masks of false light I had once had to endure over the ages to continue to breathing, but now, as I stand here at the bottom – I now know this darkness is the only way to call upon the best of me. A necessary evil in some eyes, but what I have always seen to be the truth in mine.
My legs more forward as these flames begin to embrace my feet, in like a moment, a feeling of ending and dread spirals over me – for I know I cannot turn back from this moment, for I know and accept all the same that in due time this fiery passion will fade, and this fire will burn out – for cataclysms are bound to everything, and in doing so will mark the death of me. In less than a blink of an eye, this can all be taken away from me, erased in a snap – faster than everything I have ever seen before. But this is an absolute must, for I have now given up the life of delusions and spiraling at the will of the plagues of time that have since destroyed this line, that seek to beat me into the ground. The hourglass tips and shatters as the hands of fate that had once held it so tightly have now let-go, for the grains of sand which have kept safe the time have run out – and now, these fates are free, and these hands of fates are now mine. I am now done with this trance, but in a sense being put into a new one that will now seal my fate, one that will lead me to the end of what I am and return me to the legacy-all. These fires, final fates, and darkness are all I have left – for even in my eyes I’ve become invisible, for the more you let in this false light, the more hidden I will. Nothing is ever lasting, and in knowing this I am growing more and more sane with each moment I am fading – burning endlessly.