This one was inspired by a video game called God of War: Ragnarök
What is fate? Something set in stone? Planned out for me? A curse I can never break? Or is it the most probable outcome at this point in time? Does it change, when I do? Is it the story being written in every moment? Flowing, like a river stream?
Did I do something wrong?
Did I… do something wrong? Did I?
… I did… right?
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They left me. People… they… left me.
No. I‘m withdrawing before it can even start.
But why? Why am I doing that? Am I afraid?
Afraid of what? Afraid of being lynched?
Afraid of being driven away?
Afraid of losing myself? Afraid to… die?
Am I afraid? Yes… Yes, I am. I am scared. more “The right to exist”
Somewhere on this planet, there is a very, very dark place. There, you can see nothing, but blackness, which seems to devour everything.
In this place, there is nothing, no one. No one, but one child. That child, you see, isn’t moving. It is sitting in the darkest corner of the room, its head laying between his bent knees, as it is staring into the dark void. It is neither screaming nor crying. It sits and stares, doing nothing. It has no energy left to move a single bone. Time doesn’t flow and so it never ends. more “Healing — A child’s story”