Two steps forward, three steps back, one step forward

Bloodied and bruised dazed and confused I stumble into this tomb. I remove this jade and steel armor exposing the past wounds. Crawling towards my final resting place I pause for just a moment, is this how the story ends for me, fading away with no atonement? Precisely at this moment something flickers far in the distance, the light of a thousand candles moves swiftly blinding my vision. No longer am I surrounded by darkness and vivid dipictions, of life without connection I feel the warmth of angelic intervention. Someone has heard my suffering and desires to bring me life, standing on my two feet again I look directly into light. The silhouette of a kindred spirit dances within my reach, soothing my beaten soul through harmonious rhythmic speech. It beckons me out of the shadows to travel amongst the winds, flowing through time and space  to where the real story begins. I gladly accept this offer of a journey that lies ahead for the path towards the final resting place will not be where my soul rests dead.