Rise.

Rise unto the darkness; for nothing can be learned by standing in the light.

Allow yourself to be swallowed, consumed by its temptation. Strip yourself of parity, empty yourself of hope. And scatter your ashes in a thousand directions of loss; for it is with the nameless shards that you will be rebuilt.

Rise.

Rise against the death that whittles away at your memory.

There is no need for gravestones here, no need for stone-carved names that will be forgotten. You will be beyond death, immortal in your heart, timeless with your words. What you leave behind will be more than just whispers and bones.

Rise.

Rise as if you will never fall, as if no one will ever bring you down, as if wings are nothing but a broken heart.