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Reflection
There were days when the past would catch her unawares, an unseen force from over her shoulder just waiting for a moment to strike. A moment of weakness, just one small flicker of doubt from the corner of her mind and they would snatch her back; drag her down to the depths of hell with them. It was days like these when even getting out of bed in the morning was a struggle and forcing herself to continue down this path seemed fruitless and a waste of energy.
There were days when everything went to hell and back. Days when each effort to change the world, each sacrifice seemed to be for naught. Plans failed before they had even been fully created, leaving them back at square one. Friends, comrades and innocents perished while she continued to live. What gave her the right to survive when others fell for their cause?
There were days when the trial before them seemed too complex, the walls too high to climb. There appeared to be too many obstacles on the path, so many difficulties they had to strive to overcome. She couldn't help but wonder if it would all be worth it in the end. On these days a voice would creep from the recesses of her mind and whisperer that no matter how hard she tried, she was simply not strong enough to face what was to come.
On these days, when the anxieties would become too much to bear, she would simply glance in his direction and all would become clear once more. For everything she needed to know was in that man who she stood behind, no matter how impossible the circumstances appeared. For in him she saw a reflection of everything she stood for, her reason's for fighting and staying on this path. And this reflection would always be her reason for living.
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