The End Is the Beginning

Tell me, have you stared into the darkness? Have it pull you down into the deep where all the light is gone? I saw it, saw her climb up to the surface through rage, and blood and sweat and tears; barely made it out alive. Through the cuts and the fissures her essence is gleaming, golden and radiant, brighter than any star. I can’t live without her. These scars will be her badge of honor, embodying the profundity of a true work of art. No more grieving in silence, no acts of submission. This is your call to arms, this changes everything. I can’t live without her. Beautiful warrior, tireless soldier, don't lend your ear to those that made you believe that you only have half a heart and that you are doomed to fall until a conqueror grants you his name.

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025