Prologue: Where to begin?
My hands...
That was all I could see of myself.
I was reaching for something..
But what?..
I didn't know.
All I knew was that I was drifting through a sea of black.
An endless sea of black...
I wondered how I got here.
What I was reaching for.
I knew there was something out there.
In this endless sea of black..
But what?
I reached further.
I know you are there.
I grabbed for something, anything in the blackness.
I can feel...
I felt something.
Not rough, but not smooth.
I feel, cloth.
I tightened my grip on the cloth, and I pulled it out of the blackness.
I could see it.
A pair of black gloves.
No...
They are not black.
This lifeless void that surrounds me is true black.
These are 'coal'.
They had a grey 'X' shape sewn on them.
Starting on the outward knuckles, and going to the wrist.
As I looked closer, I noticed that it wrapped around on either side.
forming a figure eight that went around the inner wrist on the bottom, and the base of the fingers on the palm.
I could feel the power emanating from them.
They were meant for me.
I thought about putting them on.
Just my size...
Then I woke up.