sanguinesaint:

  ”As all coins have two sides…”

        ”… — sometimes, a coin may land on its edge. “

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  Gunfire sound in all directions; heavy smoke fills the air; the lifestream falls like snow and in which men would have called heaven’s feathers now simply taste like ashes — suffocating.

     Iţ i̡s th͟e b͡e̛g̶in͡n̵i͏n͞g̨.͟ ̕

        It is not your beginning.

  N̵o̵t̛ m͝i͟n͟e̢,͢ but̨ a͠l҉l̡ be̴g̶in̕nin̶gs͜ ͘must͢ ̢m̨eet͞ w̧i͜th̸ ҉an ̀e͝nd.

        You are the end.

      No͠,̨ ̕ V̡̀̈́͊ͣa͛ͦ͛̃̍̈́l͛̑ęͩͦ̎͌̓̚nͩͮ̒͗̐t̔ͯiͧ̔̂n̢͆e.ͮ̚̕

         I̛ am̡ the e͡n͜d̕.̵

   Steps trod forward. A strange sense of peace was found despite a chorale of men’s anguish screams and a maiden’s prayer. There is to be no river of blood this time, not one these hands may not remember.

  ”I suppose….there’s no choice.”

        ”It’s time…to save the world.”
        ”I͝t̴’s͜ ̶t͏im̀e͜.́.̀.͞t̫o̵̤̘͉ ͈s̭͖̳̣͕̹̀a̘͇̙v͔̟̤͡e̤͍͇̣̪͟ ̨̩̱̤̥t͜hḛ̘̥͇̞͕̱ ̩͖w̧̼̟̰͈o̸̘̠r̠̻͙͇̠͝l͚̱͕̠̱̹̙d̮̟̖̬.̶”