I once put on the armor many ages ago, I was drenched in it, from head to toe. But back then, I ran as fast as I could, for I was told the faster I would run – the faster I would forget. These times are much different now,  for what had once haunted me then has now evolved into something greater – has spiraled out of control, into what we face now. I could never forget about the crimes that were committed against me then, and I cannot forget about them now. Forgiveness, remains a strange concept to me, for while I may understand the perspective or reasoning behind an action, it’s course will forever be ingrained in my memory, haunting me, beckoning me, throwing me into violent cycles.

We now stand at the edge of it all, for it is here that darkness will fight darkness, for it is here as our forces run towards the danger now, instead of away, it is here that the roles and actions have been reversed, since those times I remember. It is here and now that we are all agents of some darkness, and some of us may never live to see the light of day ever again.

If I am to die here, lay me down underwater, or spread my ashes across the vast and seemingly infinite seas; for somewhere, at the bottom where the waves cannot touch them, lay the hopes and dreams of my all, and all that I have once lost following the exile.

Or perhaps lay my corpse to be devoured by flames, for the fire of fates that I have sought out for so long, I may never reach but perhaps in death, it can finally be obtained. 

I fight now, knowing that everything is on the line, for what I will come to know following these days and since the shadows begun to burn are the last of the lifelines bestowed upon to me, and the remaining, yet quickly fading, shimmers of a newer light, one that no longer even visits me in my dreams.