Old Things I Use Again

I woke up feeling so restless that I was short of breath. When my eyes looked at the tent ceiling made from our tribe's unique plant fibers, it felt as if I was in the hot cavity of a sleeping volcano. Faint stars were visible through the plant fibers, giving the impression of a vast universe. However, the awareness of my struggle beyond the limits continues to haunt me.

The heat spreading around me felt as if it were a metaphor for the feelings roiling within me. In the uncertainty, my heart beats loudly, as if responding to the call of an impending war. The whispers of The Shadow Diamond Totem still haunt my subconscious, creeping into the darkest recesses of my heart. It was a call for a tough decision that I had to make.

I understand the risks, like standing on the edge of a cliff in endless darkness. Awakening The Shadow Diamond Totem was like playing with fire that could destroy everything. However, the thought of Nola being trapped in the dark tore at my soul.

My body shook, a