BDC#333R(TNS)

I know what it's like to lose. To feel so desperately that you're right, yet to fail nonetheless. It's frightening, turns the legs to jelly. I ask you to what end? Dread it, run from it, destiny arrives all the same. At random, dispassionate, fair. The rich and poor alike. And now it's here. Or should I say, I am... “I am inevitable.”