Zed

I know what it is to scream in desperation at the dark. I have felt the flood of foolishness backfill my gut even as my rage dries impotently at my feet. I've kicked and scratched at death only to huddle near the ground like a whimper. Yet here I am. More baggage, more responsibility than I could have ever conceived. Around me shakes and topples towers on seemingly firmer foundations.