Blindfolded Archer

It’s just “change” that we can’t change in this world. There are a lot of changes I met since I woke up from hibernate. Time keeps running and doesn’t care about everything. When the time runs, I don’t realize that the fog has come. I thought I still could see my target. I have set my target for a long time. I have done well in shooting exercises. But suddenly the fog came and night made it worse. How can even an expert archer success kill their target if they can’t see it clearly? But if I choose to stop shooting my arrows, then I won’t be an archer anymore.

Someone had told me, “If you can’t bury the hatchet, you can choose to attack. If you can’t attack you can’t choose to defend. If you can’t defend, you can choose to quit. If you can’t to quit, you can choose to die.”

I can’t attack nor defend. But I don’t want to quit. I don’t even know if I want to die or not. Sometimes part of myself hope that I won’t see tomorrow anymore. But somehow I’m still hoping that the fog will disappear and I could kill my target. I want to fulfill my ambition and I have to fight for my pride as an archer. But I’m too exhausted. I can’t see it clearly now, and I can’t remove the fog.

And right now, I’m just a blindfolded archer.

~vermillion92