Dantia/Stories/I Think

What am I waiting for? Something. I’ll know it when it happens. I think.

How long has it been? Minutes. Years. It's all a blur. I think.

Am I fighting? My senses are sharp. I'm ready to act. I think.

Am I making progress? I’m replaying old battles, searching for patterns. There has to be something. I think.

Will I survive this? I have to. I'm a survivor. I'm Dantia. I think.