We have now begun to enter into times much more trying than ever before. Somethings continue to feel the same, but deep down inside I know this is much different than before. The chaos I have dealt with throughout all of these times have surely evolved, it has manifested into something new entirely, and now it is scratching at the earth in way’s I have never through imaginable. The ever-dying fight that once existed inside of me, like a wildfire, has long since been reduced to an ember, and likely the last of which.

During this war, while I continue to fight on I can feel this ember come to a stagnation, a sort of standstill; where at any moment it can give out, along with all that I am – forever. But I cannot let this be the case, not now, not yet. For shadows have now begun to take siege across these lands, preparing for a darkness my mind has yet to even fathom. In my heart, I know that I am not yet prepared for such a travesty to take place, nor is my mind settled and clear enough to process how such a force can even be fought. Though, it is as if my very soul has known this was to be the case after all of this time – all along.

But now, I cannot remain still in these times. For soldiers cloaked in shadows such as our own have begun to collapse from around, as the violence rages on. The sound of piercing skin has become something so very settling to me, with the smell of fresh blood gently moving across the air and on the wind, is now a scent that I have become accustomed to, and now death – as warriors much similar to I can be seen taking their last breath, is a destiny I am very quickly becoming content with.