stepping toward the light, the creature wondered what the near future would look like. the absence of light had been as of late, disconcerting. after years of hiding in a heavy shroud beneath the mountain, he began to emerge. fingers grip the doorway, above and to the left, he pulls himself together in one final test of judgment. the light begins to warm his every bone. as though the core of each cell was generating heat independently. the comfort was short lived, as the light took over he came to find his strength nowhere to be found. then a spin in exsistance sent him tumbling backwards, returning to the harsh development of unnecessary difficulty. continually finding himself at the threshold but unable to pass he turned inward, sat still, and let go.