My hefty eyelids struggled to unlatch as if they were locked shut without a key nor pick in sight.
As they finally managed to open, I found myself lying in a desolate dark beach with the sky above, completely devoid of light.
I gasp for oxygen and cry like a new born babe just given life. I shove my fists into the sand below me attempting to stand, the coarse grains of black as onyx gathering in my fingers as I clutch tight.
Stranded alone in a barren wasteland shrouded in tragedy, I roar my feelings of despair into the palms of my hand and collapse back to ground due to lack of might,
Suddenly, I hear sound faint at first, then quickly increasing in increments like a thousand buzzing bees beginning to take flight.
A shimmering dark-blue radiance then appears like a nuclear explosion enveloping everything my eyes I can see in a glowing cobalt hue, with a tinge of white.
I marvel in its luminescent beauty as it brought me out of oblivion, out of eternal darkness itself, it gives me solace, it gives me purpose it gives me the strength to fight.
I rise like a pluming flame ravenously feeding off vast vegetation as it grows stronger throughout the night.
I stagger shiftlessly towards my only friend, the matrix of my departure from stagnation, the end of the beginning, the beginning of the end, the future is not written in stone, and I will have my own future to write.
My own soul that shines bright, my own story to tell, my own destiny to be made, my own to lovers to delight, my own sacrifices to sell, my own memories to fade, and my own beliefs that I must create in my own rite.
I run through the shallow shores still searching for the source of light wading through the waters free of worry, free of my own control, free of fright.
The dazzling radiance guides me into the center of the ocean, a blue orb awaits me there twinkling like a tiny star at my height.
It gently descends into my hands like a fluttering feather spiraling from left, to right.
I feel the orb’s warmth resonate throughout my being, its familiar heat evokes a nostalgic presence within me, making my own soul ignite.
These are my past lives, my experiences over a millennia that has given me so much insight.
My thoughts begin to orbit around within my own psyche like a satellite, my body begins to radiate its own heat, I can feel blood in my veins, I can feel my increasing body’s Fahrenheit.
Without my past, without my purpose, without my light, I am but a shallow husk of the fruit that I was destined to be, my roots affect by the blight, but I mast save my destiny just as a princess is always rescued by a knight.
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