A Spark in the Shadows

The sun rises and sets everyday. This is a fact of life just as you are called by your name, or you thirst for water. However, if your own identity is threatened, then you are lost in the most deepest chasms, lost to fighting your own battle of the mind. It stalks you, blinds you, and even it tarnished you. Until you accept who you are--with much revelation-- you will be static in only through a life of denial, or perhaps known to be a taker of faces. A doppelgänger is a mere reflection, but it can be someone who wants to own your identity and destroy you.

I learned a secret so terrible that it could not be contained in my small village. My future was surely not bright, but I knew the path. Like others before me, we breathe then die; forgotten to only as an example of the life of peasants long after our own kith and kin pass on to the veil. Our bones shatter, then slowly crumbles into dust, but we share the same triumphs and pains. We share life.

Instead, I went into another path.