To Go On

Chapter One

"It was a bad day again." spoke Dario with a faint desperation in his tongue. He had slumbered his way into his therapist's domain once more. His sixteenth trip for the past few months have taken his spirit and exhausted his legs, as if he was clinging onto whatever his heart could find.

"Have you been having those thoughts again?" asked his therapist with a sense of normality. "Yes, but last night was different; I've been hearing these voices in my head for a while now, but last night it was as if the dead were speaking to me, asking me to keep my eyes shut for god knows how long. Forever maybe, but I don't know."

Dario was slumpt on the leather chair, his eyes pleading guilty of blindness, and his heart begging for remorse. "Hmm... have you been visiting your mother again?" The therapist knew of Dario's quest to reunite with his mother once more, her grave however was too small for the both of them to share. "She speaks to me, like she is still asking to reach out for my hand." Dario had felt immense pain in his regret for not being able to save the only woman who had given him light in a world that struck his spirit down.

"I would like to tell you a tale..." Dario's therapist had reached the blur of his eyes with a sudden intrigue. "I don't understand." "You don't need to; let me share with you a tale of a man who, not once, but for years had cheated death's grin." Dario's therapist changed his posture as if he were about to reveal a remnant of the past, which had been lost to the world through the night sky. "This is the tale of Sysiphus of Ephyra..."