As we swim in the great abyss of the unknown. Through the darkness that is around each narrow pathway of our decision-making, our destiny awaits us. Not just one, but many. They grin wildly, and watch as we approach the inevitable end to our journey.
Some of them will groan aloud with disappointment, as we make the choice of a different path. The one you chose cackles, and eagerly devours your soul. It knows how this story ends. The same way no matter which way you went.
Whether your history written was a story of good, or of evil. Or success was triumphant over failure. The path chosen was yours to choose. Even if the beginning was carved out in your favor, how your path ends is your burden to bere.
In the moment when the last choice you made is permanently blinding and silent. You have found what you have feared most, The Unknown.




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