30 Sep The Last Life Line

Much like many of here traversing this strange place today, I have begun to fade. Perhaps much quicker than some, or perhaps more slower than others. The fading that has begun to take place has not been met with resistance; the resistance in and of itself has vanished, much like the afternoons of gold are now, as morphing’s in the skylines begin once again, in preparation to what is to come.

In all of this, I have been pursued by Shadows, shadows that burn with a fate much darker than I could ever imagine. Shadows that speak of reoccurring cycles and circles, that at the same time, war against the echo’s. These shadows are never ending, never fading – for this is their time, for this is their age. No, we cannot escape from them, just as we cannot escape from our own. The law like a chain that binds us to this state of life has grown so old to me. I know a more wiser traveler, a more braver traveler will find a way to seek common ground with this force – however at this point, it is oh so beyond me.

The speckle of light that was once the remaining force inside of me has now begun to fade, and now, I am left pursing the flame. A force that has been said to bestow great power, yet bring chaos and end to a life. It is a force that I had once known, a force that was seemingly washed away during days of much colder and dangerous traverse. Perhaps it was not strong enough, or perhaps the frozen winds that blew there were much mightier than the shadows that march upon us here, for that I may never know.

Even as ends approach me from all angles faster and faster, I still find myself reaching my hands towards you; as if in some odd, twisted act of fate – these lines will return to how they once were. Little had I known while reaching my hands towards what has long been devoured by violent seas, the remaining life lines which resided so close have all begun to slip away from me. Now what has been done has been done. The time that has been lost to the echo’s, and those I had once held dear lost to the fates are now so far, so distant – my mind cannot even begin to fathom.

What lies within my reach now is a rediscovering of a void I once knew, yet a new void. What lies ahead of me now is a state that I truly hope will bring me the flame that I seek, the fires that I desire. What lies ahead of me now is something that feels oh so familiar, yet new in essence. For so long, it has been calling for me, longing for me to reach the bottom, waiting for me to finally lose it all. Within this state, darkness and death roam freely. They know no friend nor foe, for every traveler here is equal to them. It is here I can hear the echoes once again, loudly, crying out to me as they once were when I first reached the In Between. It is here that pieces of my foundation will begin to crumble, they will fall, they will resort to the fates – in acceptance, for as I said no longer does the same resistance remain.