There comes a time in life where you must make a choice. You must choose between what you are doomed to know, and your heart.
Between fighting for your rightful place, and walking away from it all, your fate or your life. It is up to you.
Blinded, not by choice, but by power, you forsake everything else; you can only hear that poisonous voice that whispers slowly in your ear, tempting with the promises of the divine. You cannot let go, since it's so intoxicatingly beautiful and haunting - you want to see where it leads, how it ends. You never want it to stop.
The storm is here, upon us, you are drowning in the water from above and yet, you simply stand there, between the abyss and the glory. The thunder claims blood...Will you answer his call? Oblige the gods, so that they let you become everything you've been sworn to be?
You want to follow your will, the whim to be bigger, the desire to become stronger. You feel it running through your veins, right into your fast beating heart. It controls you, drives you into action - you sense your body move, to honour your destiny and suddenly you cannot command it anymore.
You have fire in your eyes now, no one can stop you. Life and death, ruin and triumph spin dangerously overmuch close to each other in the wheel of fortune. The tide will turn; it is all bound to fall, and burn and start again, reborn from the ashes.
There comes a time when you must make your choice. It's time.
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