Mist all around me,"Where am I?" It feels familar, yet so alien. " How did I get here, and where exactly is here?" I ask myself. Images of long past circle me, I reach out, only to find that I cannot touch what isn't really there. There is one image, that circles me, the past comes flooding back, my heart burns, my soul feels on fire. Blame, hurt, shame, so familar are these, through tears, looking around I find myself on my knees. The mist is closing in around me. The weight of a thousand worlds is bearing down on me. Any moment will be the moment I crumble. "Is this how it's going to be?" I ask. "Why must I be the one to bear this?" I cry out into the darkness. When the weight becomes to much, an instant away from sucumbing to the strain. it becomes clear.
"Because you are the only one with the strength to bear it." I didn't say the words, they just were. Not spoken, nor heard, they just were. Deep inside, deeper than anything I've felt before, something has broken, has given way, a light, a strength begins to flow. Slowly filling me with warmth and love. The images retreat, the weight is still there upon me, roaring into the darkness, "I will not be broken!!!!"
With that
I Stand.
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