25 Aug A Shadowed Direction

I have long since left my care for this world and all of the lies it has harnessed behind. For while many may see the path that I am on now as a path of ultimate selfishness, it is without knowing that the path that I tread now is one forged by shadows and a knowing that the end is here, and soon the sands of time will call to me once again. The grip that these forces have on this place now is on an unimaginable scale. I can see the echo’s clash and war as they too desperately seek to gain control, but a war is something I have no interest in fighting. 

For while these wars are being waged, I am destined to start one of my own. One that will lead me to the destiny that has been hidden from me throughout all of this time, one that will reveal the final answers me that I was once promised, in exchange for loss which unfolded in way’s I could have never dreamed. It is with this dimmer direction, bestowed upon me by the shadows that will surely become a part of me – that I will find a way to hold my head high, and keep my tired eyes wide open during this period, for I have a fight of my own that will likely see no fucking end until fates are bestowed.

The shadows that now cling to me ever so tightly have begun to whisper of a place that can be found on the path of this dimmer direction, a place of true solace and reconciliation, a place where loneliness and despair collapse into one, becoming some new entirely. It is a place that is said to only take shape during the edge of time, during a period before darkness folds in on it’s self, before the nights much darker than any of us have ever known take place – a place where the hands of the Lords can be reached. I know very well, that these shadows seek to infiltrate this place, it is inevitable, such as the passing of time. But perhaps, if I am willing to run, if I am able, I could witness this place before it all ends.