Sometimes he can see it all with clarity, and sometimes everything he sees is cloudy, murky, and indistinct.

I need him now. The chains are still holding him in the room. They are clearly weaker, but his strength is not yet enough to overcome them.

It’s only a matter of time. It will happen. But I do want it to happen so much faster than it is. I want him to be free now, to come out of the room and be everything he was meant to be.