Conflict.

It is now one week since my- awakening.

She has begun to move.
He has engaged the pain.
Another cries for nothing.

I sit and contemplate.

She acts.
He freezes.
The other sleeps.

I cannot lose control.

She is already lost.
He will be found.
The other is fine.

I feel her will.

She casts great spells.
He suffers from withdrawal.
The other is fueled by her.

I act in accordance with Fate.

She burns with passion.
He seethes pain and sorrow.
The other is complacent.

We all fall down together.