Fog

Cloud

Darkness

Overcome

I walk to nowhere.
I am everywhere.

Empty worlds of crying suns, they birth me.
Dying planets of fake stars, they shelter me.
True realities, they kill me.

Though I move forward, I go nowhere.
I search endlessly for something, not knowing what to find.
My quest cannot end in failure.

My taint burns hotly, pressing at my forearm with a fire unknown to all.
Endless streams of terror roll past me.
I feel something tugging at my soul, tearing out my spirit.
I go numb, my consciousness ripped from my being.

And the blemish grows ever warmer.

Tainted

Rise.
Darkness fill the broken conscience.

A weakness lasting but a moment.
The darkness around me strikes.
I turn to protect.
My weakness exploited, the sea leaves me.
But it stays with me, as well.

My forearm, tainted by the impure.
A dark spot marks it, reminding me of my failure.
Reminding me of my purpose.

Rebirth

I see an ocean before me.
It swirls and froths, dark with temptation.
It is but a shadow of the real ocean.
It is an ocean of impurity.

It rises up and pours onto me.
Its power pulls me down, smothering me in darkness.
I struggle, trying in vain to save myself from the endless depths below.
I approach the end, tottering on the razor-thin line between life and...

I find myself lying in a clearing.
I stand up, noticing the ocean has retreated from me.
It keeps a dry radius of land around me as I walk.
It seethes, though, waiting for a chance to get at me once again.

I walk purposefully.
I have no purpose.
I look out over the ocean.
And I am reborn.