Soon, my enemy, we shall meet. Here you

will awaken, you will blossom like a daffodil

on a warm spring day. And you will

reveal my refuge from the vivid darkness of my

surroundings. Daybreak will arrive, evaporating

fear and anger and all the rest of the cowards.

Over the hill down yonder, covering half of

the earth, alerting children to come out to

play, adults to attend their careers,

for the sun has risen. With but the first

crack of dawn, like the first word of a sentence,

you shall awaken and imprison me in my

endless cell, until finally you shrivel into

nothingness, and wilt away.

Soon.