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Nightfall: Just a Boy

At one point in time, I was your protector. A Guardian of our love, and a solider, fighting for our future. But even during this time, I was ignorant of the chaos that was just waiting to be un-leashed. True, I had no right to destroy such trusts, and stab so many backs, and even know, I wonder if it was all truly worth it. These things all come to mind now, as the feeling of your return seems imminent, but with only the darker hours remaining to go until the arrival on the new Dawn, I oddly wish for you to simply stay behind, to stay away, to leave forever. For I know our souls only carry paradox’s when matched. But also because I am just a boy, and have always been, even before the exile. Only now, without you, shall I begin to evolve into something much greater, much higher from where I have stopped prior. 

    Darkness has now fallen upon these lands, and the night has now started to settle in. With a sleep now at hand, deeper than the oceans depth, I must now seek out the remaining keys and answers that will guide me to the new Dawn. The waves of infinite dreams will surely guide me, but I worry of the other visions that will come my way. Though I know many of them are further than out of my reach, but some of the other feel so close. It is now that the ‘boy’ in me must finally find the balance that it had never been able to find. Though this will hit us all like a bullet in the chest, it is the one of the several required tasks that will truly enable me to move forward. For wars will soon be fought as time seeks to keep me in it’s cycle, and fights will begin as the memories of you become more vivid, and harmful. You were never truly dark, and with all my heart I believe that. But that night is, and so is the chilling air that creeps through it. A deeper journey begins, as now I must put a lock on this cycle, for the day’s of old must now end.

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