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The open Road ahead awaits -- as it has for very long, on it, you will make mistakes though they will not always be wrong. For the road is endless; should you see it like that. The Road is not marked in any atlas, nor any map at all. The Road follows only you, and your lifelong haul. The turns are man made, along with the signs as well. The horizon is as laid, however long you wish it to dwell. The trees, they dance for whom they are told; as they await their chance to make their own Road. For a circle is formed -- with man, and with them. The circle transformed and them it will condemn. Though patiently they await, alo

Prologue What I'm about to share with you is an event that took place almost two years ago. I have been trying to burn this memory of my mind, however the thought still l lingers like the smell of alcohol on my breathe. For the days that have passed since then, I have been a heavy drinker, and have had reoccurring nightmares of the event. I have had moments of complete shame, and utter depression which led me to suicide attempts, and self harm. The reason of my writing this journal today is to give my final thoughts of the events of May 21st, 1923, and to rid them of my conscience. To many this event was known as the Mayflower Tragedy; howe

        "Hark, here lies thy true beauty, Mother," the Autumn christened Summer's warmth; as the trees grew barer by the day.         A lone figure walked the empty wood, with none other than himself; and the company of adventure.         With the heart of a warrior, the brain of a warden, and the sight of the eagle,        he moved deeper and deeper into the darkness.        "Oh Lord, guide my way, and bring me to eternal grace, and away from the Hell that I know, for I can no longer bare a second, escape is but a dream, a dream I wish to fulfil."        The sun went into rest quickly, along with the sounds of the day;

As told in time, life is a game worth playing, but not many people seem to win. At a very young age, everyone is taught that one day, they will parish; however, depending on religion, or other deciding factors, you are also taught that there may be life after death. Through belief, or just general hope, eternal life has been questioned by many for centuries, and will continue to be questioned for centuries to come. With this knowledge, there comes an unanswerable question: Is the game of life really worth playing? As humans, it is our nature to be curious about everything in which this world has to offer. Some curiosities lead to advancemen