!!+u5zzp0LPDj 04/17/12(Tue)03:35 No.18750050|
Sifu told you once that the step between student and master is complete control over one’s own shadow. That one’s innate connection with their own darkness would be able to produce edges sharper than any blade, arrows stronger than any steel, armor unable to be pierced by the greatest lance. This unseverable connection would save any follow of the Fist of Shadow many times over, and would become its greatest ally, always at its side, stronger than any foe, prepared for anything. All it takes is enough willpower.
You know you have enough will for this. You search deep inside of you for that spark that Sifu instructed you laid in the souls of every true man, the light that ignites power, the candle that flickers eternally. The brightest light leaves the longest shadow. Wrestling in your very essence, you dive, frantically looking for it. You know it’s there. It’s always been there.
You see it! Far off, beyond everything inside of you. You dive further, swatting aside your doubts. Your fears assail you, your terror of failure, your phobia of being unworthy, and they bounce off of you uselessly. As you stretch out your arm to grasp it, an arm grasps at the back of your skull, telling you that you’ve lost, that Sifu should’ve picked a better student, a better son, a better man. Telling you that Naliah should’ve left you to die, that you could never be enough for her, or anyone. Telling you that you’re not good enough. You ignore it as you wrap your hands around the light…