A Shadowy figure of a man stands alone at the edge of a rock cliff. Wondering why it had to be like this.Thinking about the past, the image of her creepied from out the darkest part of his mind. A single tear he sheds as he watches the sun slowly rising over the ocean on the herizion. Listing to the waves crash againest the rocks below the soft sound of her voice echos "I’m sorry" in his ear. The last words she ever said have haunted him for years on end. the choice is clear on what to do next, but the out come is unknown.Steady he stands looking back on the past on which he regrets so deeply. Choices he’s made that slowly eating away at his very soul. Time once the only friend he had quickly turns the table and now is the enemy.
