Imagine.
Imagine a cave. A cave that used to be filled with so much life. Life that will never be back.
Imagine a pile. A pile of kills that you made. Made knowing they won't make you feel better.
Imagine a wall. A wall covered in blood. Blood of all colors.
Imagine a story. A story told in pictures. Pictures of you, pictures of me, pictures of what happened.
Imagine a picture. A picture that you wish you had never drawn. Drawn where no one can miss it.
Imagine a life. A life filled with painful memories. Memories you wouldn't trade for anything.
Imagine a loss. A loss that tears you apart. A part of you dies.
Imagine losing your love.
Imagine growing old without them.
Imagine seeing them every time you turn.
Imagine that they're never there.
Imagine being the Disciple.
First imagine a life. A life that you get to influence, guide, grow, care for, everything.
Imagine loving this life.
Imagine this life loving you back.
Imagine that this life has a goal. Imagine that this goal is to change the world.
Imagine that this life got this close.
Imagine that it wasn't close enough.
Imagine losing that life.
Then imagine a voice that used to sing. Reduced to a handful of words.
Imagine eyes that used to sparkle with laughter. Filled with un-shed tears.
Imagine hands that used to comfort. Pressed to the same task night after night.
Imagine feet that used to dance. Dragging over splintering wood.
Imagine skin that used to glow with pride. Crusted over with dirt and blood.
Imagine a woman who used to be strong. Seen as nothing more than another slave.
Imagine being the Dolorosa.
Imagine.
Imagine a ship, a space ship, an evil ship, dragging death and destruction in it's wake.
Imagine a room. Tucked deep in the bowels of this ship, completely bare except for the wires, coming from every corner to make a point in the center of the floor and ceiling, leaving just enough room in the middle of the pillar.
Imagine that it's just enough room for you.
Imagine as they drain your energy, stealing, until there's almost nothing left.
Imagine what happens next.
Are you imagining death? Ha! You wish!
Imagine instead, SHE comes in, she takes that last drop and multiplies it, gives you more, makes it last longer.
Imagine not being able to die.
Imagine being me.
There would normally be a fourth. I won't ask you to imagine that.