26 Sep The Isolated Track (Centrics & Remains)

All the steps I have ever made have seemingly led me to what is soon to come. While it seems someday’s, your steps may be leading your backwards, you are always moving forward one way or another. The cycles that follow me so closely have now learned this, and while they still taught my mind with images so dear to me, I feel that they have begun to fade, slowly, yet surely – fading.

The darkness that stalks during these cloudy days, and during the twilights peaking hours – seeks to swallow up my entire being. You have showed me that for too long I have been running in the same direction; and while a war must soon still be fought, perhaps I shall now show up to the battle with different arsenal, this time fearless, and open to death if it so desires to claim me. All that has been lost within cold and darkened seas has never truly been forgotten, has never truly been erased from this shaken heart, has never truly left this spinning mind of mine. It is immortal, forever existent, reverberating in mysterious fashion, beckoning.

The place that I will soon set out to, will be of a place that they had all warned against since I learned to listen. The place in which I am headed to is where all darkness thrives, and where all light is born. The place which awaits my presence is a place that bestows the clash of each mornings dawn, and every midnights dusk. It is a place where life and death fight for their rightful place as ruler. For certain, I am not the only who has journeyed there, and I shall not the last. I pray there to be others there, wanderers, like me; those who have yearned for the golden age since the fall of the lasts.

I do feel the cavern walls may have been leading me to this the entire time, and while I will never be for sure, the only thing I can truly trust is my heart. For it’s beats have begun to weaken, and it’s strength has begun to tire. For there, it years to heal, for there, it years to be born anew.