09 Aug From Outside the Cubicle

The realization had finally come, it was almost exactly like what they had said. My next task was to journey from outside of the walls once again, into the place I had come to know so close and well. A place of some destruction of time, a rift between what was and what was dreamed to be. I knew with very little doubt in my mind that time, in a way, was repeating itself; but it was doing so differently, and quietly. I had always known new cycles would in some way, force their way in. But here, time spins at an irregular pace, into familiar forms and shapes. And while it may not make up the same shape twice, it’s spiralling is always the same.

I had never dreamed to be captivated here forever. Upon the new Departures that had taken place, not so long ago, I knew that the search would begin before I knew it. And so it now has, and with that, the darker water which contain all I had once loved, and all that I had once held so closely, are now beginning to shift and rise once again. I have begun to travel into a storm which houses wars that have been in need of dealing with for eras, long before venture of The Cavern Walls.

I know a split has taken place, and much mending is left to be done. What comes with this mending are the things that I have feared for much too long. My fear and hesitation must now be put on halt, for wars are waging on not to far from here, and my only wish is to make it out alive, along with all that I bring in. For loss is something I no longer wish to endure, unless I am to gain something greater in return. My very move has begun to shake my heart once again. And while my eyes are still strong, and open, I know not far from now, a greater sleep lurks, a force which lures me with some mysterious might, dragging me off of this reality, into yet another.