Demona Chronicles: The Empire Strikes Back
"Of Endings and Beginnings"
Life doesn't let us have very many do-overs. Often when it does we still find a way to mess it all up yet again. We live with what was and what is, sometimes finding that both are not what should be. There always seems to be a price. For each little, tiny, almost baby step forward we must pay in our blood and sweat. Too many victories have been bittersweet, too many triumphs hollow, and too many celebrations bittersweet. Are we cursed to suffer in this life and beyond? Perhaps by some cosmic misstep I am to make up for the successes of my ancestors, whatever they might have been. Maybe there just isn't a need for me and so my little struggles will be insignificant after all. This stings like the end, feels cold like the end, and makes me sad like the end. Yet I do not feel as if anything has changed. Maybe that's the real do-over, that there is no end...
-Demona
Life doesn't let us have very many do-overs. Often when it does we still find a way to mess it all up yet again. We live with what was and what is, sometimes finding that both are not what should be. There always seems to be a price. For each little, tiny, almost baby step forward we must pay in our blood and sweat. Too many victories have been bittersweet, too many triumphs hollow, and too many celebrations bittersweet. Are we cursed to suffer in this life and beyond? Perhaps by some cosmic misstep I am to make up for the successes of my ancestors, whatever they might have been. Maybe there just isn't a need for me and so my little struggles will be insignificant after all. This stings like the end, feels cold like the end, and makes me sad like the end. Yet I do not feel as if anything has changed. Maybe that's the real do-over, that there is no end...
-Demona