A flicker. A spark of light. Looking out, you only see dark. It burns in your heart, then fades away, but it’s always there. You think, you remember. The scars on his hands burn an image of guilt in your mind but for how long? You stare into the dark hole, into your life that surrounds you. And hope for that flicker, that ever-growing light to reappear. Then it does. Just when you needed him most, he exploded like a burst of light into that hole. You vowed to follow his light forever. He will search for you on that final day..