The world sleeps, the magic of its dreams fill the night with possiblities. The dreams bring sadness tonight. The sky weeps, and there he stands in the field. Arms out sterched, head pulled back by the weight of his pain. His knees try to buckle but he is nailed to the very air. Unable to surrender and subcumb to the darkness as he longs to do. The cold rain needles his body with the sorrow of the world. He longs to wrap himself in warmth, but petty concearns and trivail issues strip him of anay protection. A flash, the world booms in laughter as he is showered with dirt from the near miss. Looking at he spot where the destruction came teasingly close, he lacks the strength to curse the purposful miss. There he waits. Time has ceased to hold any meaning. Broken up only by a figure from the void who wipes his brow before vanishing again into the ether. With the effort fueled by the last bit of hope he has left, his head raises. Staring into the darkness he wills the figure into existence. Though he holds no more strength, his mouth moves. No sound come out, but the words are understood by them both. He pleads with the figure to understand. That his unseen bonds that hold him are of his own making he tells the figure before him. The fear he had made him protect the world he says. To the figure he asks if his fear was justifyed. Had his years of imprsionment protected others he begs to know. The figure mearly watches, deciding on something. Finally the firgure steps forward and the man looks upon himself. Does it matter he asks. You were our drive, the piece of us that could make a world or destory one. With out you I can't remove the bonds, and you won't release yourself, He tells his battered self. Embracing the broken man he turns and leaves this place of dreams and nightmares. Back into the world of light. Where everything is normal, and the thought that people could lock themselves into their own personal hells is ridculous. A single tear falls to the ground. The man doesn't notice, he is to busy hiding how empty and alone he feels...
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