Chapter .45.

Though my soul may set in darkness,

it will rise in perfect light.

I have loved the stars too fondly,

to be fearful of the night.

~Sarah Williams

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I'm rocking back and forth, taking in the reality.

I could pray, to the Moon Goddess whom I never talked to, or to any divine spirit above- for Atlas to save me.

But as the hours go by I wonder if I will have to relive my darkness over again.

There is something different about it this time.

Maybe because I know what will come.

Because I have a small taste of knowledge of the cruelty I'm about to face.

I'll fight him.

I think back to those months with Jay, training. I think about Atlas. When I told him how I didn't fight him the first time.

I'll fight him.

This time would be different.

Even if the outcome came out the same, I could at least say that I didn't make it easy.

I could at least say that.