17 Mar Forbidden Light: Death of the 7th Sleep

There are times when one knows how iminent their fate truly is. A time where the past, present, and future seems to collide into one, speaking words and whispers of dreams you once held, and dreams you are yet to dream. But with every hope, with every vision – I have managed to crack the future, I have managed to dismantle it. For now, in this place where light is forbidden, also knows of no future – a place where the Universe at large has abandoned. 

Perhaps my mind has yet to grasp this strange phenomena, but all it took were a few echoes of you to awake me once more. For I know that my time is rapidly reaching its end, and soon I will meet with fates that have extended their reaches from a place so foreign to me, a place that will forever remain a mystery to me – for as long as I live. 

The ice that echoes my end to me every minute has begun to fade, spiraling and twisting into a shape that longs to become one with the violent seas – and soon it shall be. Now I am no fool to this degree, I know that this very ice, no matter it’s form has sought to claim me, and all that I hold dear, no matter it’s form – for eras upon eras. And it is now that I have accepted that if I am to fail the trials that are now bestowed upon me, then it shall have it’s wish. For during dark nights, I envision my resting place – the place where I will meet you, the place where I will accept my defeat willingly. But I also envision another, one who in which has been lost to the tides in time, now in echoes forever. One that I so wish I could manipulate the lines so much to reach once more, but I know by then more damage will be done than good – so I accept this fate heavily.

Light is forbidden here. As this is a new age, an age of darkness, an age of secrets, and age of shadows.