Commander (the_commander) wrote in valarnet, @ 2013-07-09 19:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | commander tyra shepard, nathan summers (cable), remy lebeau (gambit), thor odinson, tyrion lannister, yuna |
[private post accidentally left unlocked]
Oftentimes, the dreams become nightmares. Terrible visions that plague us even into our waking hours and make us wonder what cruel gods haunt us. The thing about these nightmares is that they only end because we make it so. We wake up, we crawl and scratch and dig our way through the darkness until we find that light on the other side.
And when we find that light, we don't let go.
God knows it's a heavy weight. God knows the despair can be endless. Seeing that terror come to life, cutting down people like a slaughterhouse. You wonder how you can hold up. You fear another endless campaign of suffering, of choosing to sacrifice tens of thousands to save tens of millions. That's blood that doesn't just wash away.
Then it's over in an instant, and you feel this relief. But it's empty. It's hollow. Because tomorrow could bring another darkness. And the day after. And the day after that.
Without my crew, my family. Without their support... I'm nothing. Just a marine who stumbled into something big, something world shattering, and did the only thing she could do - try to stop it. And in this waking world, there are others. Many like me, thrust into their own respective situations that defined and altered them. Earth would be piled high with seven billion corpses without them.
A hero is someone who doesn't walk away, when everything is telling them to. There are more threats out there. I'm not going to walk away.