The second he feels he can take a breath, he lunges towards the ocean in hopes that it will replenish his faltering resolve and give him strength for the battles ahead. He will most surely spill blood, and there is nothing he can do to avoid being trampled and run into the ground. But he won't let something as trivial as fear stop him. Because it is the possibility that keeps him going, and though you may call him a dreamer or a fool or any other thing, he believes that anything is possible. And when he despairs and wallows in thoughts of disbelief, he remembers that all through history the way of truth and love have always won. That his life has always needed time to make sense, and rarely offered answers in the thick of it. There have been tears and agony, and for a time, they seemed invincible, but in the end, they were always defeated. Think about it - always.
