Waxing - Hopeful Sequel To Waning

If one power wanes, another must wax. The universe seems to strictly enforce this sometimes maddening balancing act. But this time it seems the scales have tipped my way. I have remained while the darkness is slipping away. Could it be my time to rise, a flaming supernova out of the black abyss. I hope this is the case. I will not forget my origin nor forsake the lessons learned; but charge into life like a force of nature, empowered by my former curse. The waning of the darkness will soon be complete; the fires of my long dead soul are now burning. The fires will burn, the dark will fade, and I will rise.