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As the loading screen ends and the game begins I am interrupted by a cutscene...
A witch dressed in a maroon red and deep blue robe approaches my screen.. She has stars in her hair that are twinkling and I feel that I may touch them through the screen. Her silver hair is pulled in a tight bun and she is swaying a wand in her hand.
"Who are you ?"she asks me.
I know who I am. And obviously she knows who I am. But then I was contemplating her question.
Who am I?
Her words flashing in my mind.
Who was I really?
I am not the warrior princess who appears on the screen.I am fighting deeper battles then her. I am not fighting to conquer kingdoms but I am fighting to conquer the cancer cells coursing through my veins. She may have swords and daggers to defeat her demons but I had a cannula in my hand with chemo flowing through it and bottles of pills on my table to fight my demon.
My mind was racing to tell her everything ,wishing she was a real witch who would help me so that I could be free from the bondages of my weaknesses. I'd always wonder if in a world of fairies, dragons, elves, and gnomes, Kings and Queens, would they ever suffer with the dreads of cancer.
I knew now that my Mind was thinking of the unrealistic universe where everyone is happy and content and no one is suffering. And that universe does NOT exist. So I push these thoughts into the deep corner of my mind where I may never think of them again and press
"SKIP INTRO"
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Love, Soul - Seeker.
ŞiirThere are days when we are tired and days that we cannot carry on anymore. For those days we should look back to the good days in life. . . . This is just some random stuff to muse you when you feel weary. Bring a little smile and brighten your day...
