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The Darker Knight Of The Soul

Here at this time I have fallen to my knees, I kneel here at the bottom, like every man who has once lost a loved one, and every child that has been abandoned. For now is not the time to explain this epic fall that has now taken place, this epic fall that was brought on from re-discoveries, no. Now is a time to speak of a darkness that binds, now is the time to speak of the shadows that have haunted this age, beckoned from above and beneath, around every corner and bend I have come to know. For this darkness that I have known to have grown from deep inside is now growing into its prime and is now preying on this age of shadows as if it were nothing but an acolyte.

I am very quickly becoming no longer like what I once was. The flames in which I once held a tight grip on have now spiraled out of my control and are now gaining a mind of their own, for only certain embers and flares I can grasp, for while I am here at the bottom, the flames have now begun to tower over me. In my hopes and dreams and violent desperation for some cycles to repeat again, it is now to my disappointment that such cycles may never take place, ever again. For this is truly the end, and this end is entirely new. What I am becoming is a culmination of the void that festers and feasts on what remains in me, the shadows that beckon and devour us, and the darker nights that now have begun to take their course. What I am becoming is the result of all fear being torn and twisted into something much worse, a fate, a destiny of its own.

I know that soon, the age that will mark the end to all of this, to all of these things, to all that I am and am becoming will take it’s place. For all souls here await it, patiently, yet with full knowing what is about to take place. For now, true despair is becoming known to me, for even as I shut my heavy and tired eyes, what I’ve come to know as the 7th sleep is nothing more but a plague, nothing more than a tortuous force that seeks to threaten me, to overwhelm me with visions of a final fate, and all that was once lost. My soul has now come to know the hatred that lies within from all of this, my soul has come to know the path it must take to lead me unto this voyage that marks the end, my soul shall now come to know these darker nights that will lead to me becoming something much darker in return. 

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