Monday, October 4, 2010

Prologue, first draft

~Prologue~
     
        Dad, are you watching? Every time I think I can't believe in heaven anymore I think of you and Mom. The thought of you two simply ceasing to exist or burning in a hell similar to the one I'm in, well, I just can't take it. So I continue to believe in Heaven, to believe in God, because I can't stand imagining you having any fate but the best... I think it would break me otherwise.
       I have to believe you're in Heaven, so that I can believe everyone else is, too. So my friends, my companions, my teachers and students won't have died in vain. For if I stop believing in Heaven, there's nothing worth fighting for. This has long stopped being about survival, I don't think anyone really cares about it anymore. But we keep fighting because evil must be resisted even if it can't be defeated.
     And if Heaven exists, then there's a place where after we are done fighting we can be happy again, a place where evil can't reach. And as long as that's true, even in death we are victorious.
      Are you watching, Dad? Because I've become a soldier. And tonight I will die on the battlefield. Just like you. I hope I'll get to see you in Heaven. I've missed you.
         
             ...And then, Silence....