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“The hero…for a moment rises to a glimpse of the source. He beholds the face of the father, understandsand the two are atoned…. For the son who has grown really to know the father, the agonies of the ordeal are readily borne; the world is no longer a vale of tears but a bliss-yielding, perpetual manifestation of the Presence.” 
 
—Joseph Campbell, The Hero With a Thousand Faces




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He could feel it now, in the Force, could recognize the creature before him, recognize the cold, freezing dread that lived in the furnace of his heart, the Obsidian Dragon with eyes of dead starlight, walled away by flame, and held at bay by sheer force of will. The Obsidian Dragon made of fear and failure and weakness and death.

“I will not fall!” He ground out the vow from behind clenched teeth, pressing forward with the Force as hard as he was able. Darth Vader trembled in anger at the onslaught. “I am Anakin Skywalker, and I will never fall!”

Suddenly, intensely, power rushed off Anakin in waves, and Darth Vader bent under the assault, crumpling with wheezing breaths. The painful breaths of a pitiful creature.

Utterly spent from the release of energy, Anakin sagged to his knees, arms falling weakly to his sides.

I am Anakin Skywalker,” he rasped, “and I am not afraid.”


— from The Chosen Path AU series by steelneena ( @muldertorture ) (originally posted on tumblr)

 
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Furthermore, we have not even to risk the adventure alone, for the heroes of all time have gone before us; the labyrinth is thoroughly known; we have only to follow the thread of the hero path. And where we had thought to find an abomination, we shall find a god; and where we had thought to slay another, we shall slay ourselves; where we had thought to travel outward, we shall come to the center of our existence; where we had thought to be alone, we shall be with all the world.
 
— Joseph Campbell, The Hero With a Thousand Faces
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Father,
 
I may be falling
through clouded skies,
broken
and bloodied,
weighted
with the horror
of unholy revelation,
but it is you
who fell long ago
from far greater heights.
 
Father, 
 
you may be standing
against the faded stars,
shackled
and suffering,
bowed
beneath the burden
of long-held darkness,
but it is I
who blaze
with undimmed light.
 
Let go
of your hate,
Let go
of your fear,
Let go
of your shrouded lies,
and I promise –
 
I will be there
I will catch you
 
and together
we will find 
our own piece of sky.
 
 
 
t.f.b.c.

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