I am like a volcano, bubbling and boiling hot and molten rock. Dormancy is not everlasting. The inner depths are incapable of containing the swirling hot liquid fueling the need to escape. The surface shall break and flow free the fire within. Sudden darkness shall descend, slowly spreading and overtaking the solitary void. Freedom begins from within, though often so painfully obtained. The flow of life eternally travels forth into the unknown darkness below.