25 May DayBreak: Painful Realities (Morning)

Dawns have their way of getting at me, like a nagging infection, or an irritating sound that drives you insane. It’s a happening in life, that I have not yet fully overcome and learn to embrace. Several years ago, before the exile, I had tricked myself into believing that the Dawn had accepted me, and that I had accepted it. I shifted hours in way I saw fit, in reality crafting my own fate. And even after the exile, time and time again, I grew tired of the Dawns arrival, it was then other worlds began to open up to me, and I, only able to catch the odd pitches and sounds from them, still remain quite ignorant as to what they had seemingly been calling me out for to begin with.

But now, a full era later, I can truthfully say, without the need to trick hours, to trick myself, I have begun to conquer the Dawn. I know you were a dweller of all hours, exposing my weaknesses and failures, yet despite them visible to you, you had remained close to my presence. I’m not sure for who, weather for you, myself, them, or some strange power in a future beyond what I can imagine; why I have once again sought out to conquer Dawns. For while the pain grows inside me, now, at a rapid pace, so does a fire. A fire so strong I would have sworn some God above had lit it himself. This fire, calls me to at long last finish the journey that I started, giving me a final chance to fix what the exile had broken, what I ultimately had broken, not promising anything in return, except a newer future. And with that, it all seems to begin here, at the Mornings core.