How can I live? I know I must die. Before I even had the senses to know of my unavoidable end, the clock was already against me. I was both lucky and doomed. I was lucky to step into the wonders of the mysterious next. And doomed because I was about to learn of the terrors that accompany the blindness and cruelty of life. I was about to be alive.
Life was given to me with all its burdens and spoils. I became and lived...