Absolute Power

By MujakiX

Prologue... Scars

A scar is a funny thing when you think about it. Biologically, it is damaged skin tissue that was used to repair a former wound. It doesn't matter whether or not it was an accidental nick with the wrong end of a shaving razor, or if it was acquired by a more grievous injury. A scar is, simply put, the physical reminder of a painful memory, even memories that we do not remember in our minds. When I look at my scar, a fairly clean cut slightly off-center on my forehead, I can vaguely hear a scream, and see a sudden flash of green light... then silence. Every scar has its own story, but not all scars are visible... there are scars that are burned into your very mind. Some scars are so vivid that when you venture into slumber, it feels as though you have never fallen asleep. The scents in the air are crisp, and the tears are still salty on the tip of your tongue. Scars like that will either make you stronger, or haunt you forever.

Forever is such a strong word. Forever... eternal, a person who has never experienced loss cannot grasp the concept of forever. When I lost something, minutes became days, and something like 'forever' began to dawn on me as something real.

It has been about three weeks since the day that I lost everything.