25 Sep The Vigilant Embers, A Guiding Compass

Since the final moment of equality has come to pass, the shadows have been ever-growing.  As I look from behind me, I can see the skies cloaked in darkness with nothing but a night sky left behind. In a way, these skies are split – for at the edge of this line exists a place where the last of light rests. This final light waits to be consumed, waits to be stolen, waits patiently for it’s death. It seems as if only moments have passed since I have gotten a glimpse of you, you warring for purposes that remain unknown to me, warring for forces that remain unknown to me – yet somehow I am compelled to feel connected to your all.

The last of the embers that I hold are violent and vigilant in essence. For they seek to reach a light much greater than theirs, much more powerful than anything they could ever be alone. These embers guide me through the shadows that surround whilst both the embers and shadows seek to guide me to the same place that inevitably awaits. While I know that things much more sinister than I could ever imagine awaits along this path, for now I know I must lead what is left of this line, this life – staying true to the slowly beating heart that remains inside this chest of mine.

It is in these moments that I must stay true to my name, for while most of me has quickly faded throughout these ages – at the same time, there are key remnants of me that remain. Key remnants that in which without them, I would not have been able to reach the heights I had been able to reach once before.