"Escape? There is no escape. I am my demons. They are inside of me, and the only way to get them out is if- is if I go out with them. But... there is enough blood and loss in this world. To add my own to it...? No. I need to find acceptance. I need to figure out a way to work with them. If such... darkness as what I feel in my head was under my control...? I could rule the world. I could conquer it. And yet... when i think of the effort, the strife such a trial would require... my strength leaves me. It is gone, and I am left behind. Broken. Cold. Alone. Like happiness was a myth all along, unattainable and ignorant of my struggles. Fate laughs as I drown in the hand of darkness she dealt me. She dangles a solution right over my head, as bright as the moon in the night sky. And I am so very, very tired..."