Jul 09, 2010 23:15
[He's stumbling around, grasping for something to hold, feeling walls. Just...moving. He doesn't stop, he can't. Because if he stops, he won't want to start moving again. He'll want to just sit against a building and stay there.
But he doesn't. It takes every bit of strength he has, but he manages to push forward. He may not be able to see, but he can move.
If anyone walks by, he will try and speak with them.]
Do not give up hope, my friend. Stand up for what you believe in, stand tall and proud. Don't...let them win. Don't lose your power.
...Show them your strength. I know you possess it.