It’s awful that we’ve let things get this bad, and the only thing that is more terrible than that, is how much worse it’s going to get.
I can see the road ahead with such clarity, like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.
I can tell you one thing, it is a horrible sight.
The darkness is always brazen with its plans.
The hubris it takes root in has no fear of us knowing its intentions.
It has no plan on losing to us.
That’s the problem with plans.
They’re meant to be undone by only the purest cleverness.
This is how men like me can keep walking into the lonely sunset.
This landscape of hopelessness.
It is because I know the impossible, can be done.
I know that even one man can claim victory over the armies of evil, and that is why men like me walk this path into the dark carrying the torch of our ruthless pursuit to prove it all wrong, no matter what the cost.
I’ll tell you, it’s a price we pay dearly and daily.
I’ve fought countless battles in the names of so many things, and at the end of all these days, none of it meant anything to me.
But this….
This, is something else.
This is me.
The struggle.
The Burden.
We carry these things like a camel, and even in the deepest of deserts we watch those around us shrivel and fade before we even break a sweat.
I know that there are too few out there willing to do what is right, and it is because I know this, that I have no choice but to pick up where the rest have left off.
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