Seeing the light persist was like a bucket of cold water dropped right on top of my head.
It was sobering… while also a familiar feeling.
"It is the second or third time already that I'm going too far in the heat of the moment?" I thought, staring at the words written with just the light against the backdrop of the darkness, half-hoping they would flicker and vanish.
But vanish they did not. If anything, they only dimmed a tiny little bit before fully settling, turning into a second quest for me to fulfill.
"I really am bolder when it comes to setting goals for myself than when it comes to actually facing this boldness and trying to pursue them, huh?"
There was no denying it.
A part of my soul came up with such an idea because, at the very back of my head, I imagined reaching this point would be easier if I had a quest to do something like this.
