Shot in the dark

A sliver of light in the distance, illuminating the soul and the path to freedom. There is nothing but absolute darkness, the unknown, in between. Courage to step forward is brewing up inside, while fear trickles down, tightening its grip and weighing down the mind. The heart races, pumping blood to every inch of the body, egging it on. The eyes widen, searching for the way out, so eager to bask in the glory of the mysterious light. The hands curl up, sweaty from wiping the forehead, uncertain, fingers digging into the palms, trying to stop shaking. The darkness looms far and wide, the light ever so distant. The legs go numb, knees start to buckle under the weight, the head starts to bow down in resignation, the eyes shut close, holding back the teary floods, arms rise up in a cry for help, ready to concede defeat.

At that exact moment, a whisper echoes through the nothingness, a familiar voice resonating with words of encouragement, of hope. Words that seem to contain the wisdom of ages, the strength of the gods and the courage of a warrior. Fear begins to lose its hold, the darkness begins to lose its depth and the light begins to seem closer. As the body rises up again, the eyes looking down into the emptiness, head held high, the crack widens. Light filters through, piercing through the blackness, forcing its way into the heart, its warmth running through the veins now, waiting for the first step.

A single, small step forward, in the dark, and the path to illumination is lit, forever.

High: This post.

Low: Have to study :(

Points: To whoever they may concern.

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