So, I did want to continue this for a lot longer. But for various reasons, I don't think that's the right thing to do, and I don't want this to be a half-hearted thing. As a result, The Chain Link Project ends here. I do hope you enjoyed it, and if you haven't already, please leave some feedback!

This time, it might be too late. There might not be any point. All struggle may be futile, any efforts I make yielding nothing. Nothing to show at the end of it all.

It's a sobering thought, that whatever I do will have no impact. It makes these skies I look up at seem just that bit darker. It's enough to make me pause, and make me want to stop altogether. It would be the easier thing to do; after all, there is no point in wasting effort on something that would be pointless.

So, I could stop. I could turn back now, give up, give in. I could. There's nothing that will stop me from doing so.

But guess what? I won't.

It might be too late to do anything, it might all be pointless, the struggle futile and resulting in nothing. It might seem as if there is nothing to show for it, but I think there will be. I think that just the simple fact that I tried will be something to show. Exhaustion, sadness, tears and rage. That's probably all I'll have, hopelessly so. But I'm not stopping. Even though the thoughts of my own pointlessness make the skies darker, I don't want to stop.

I'll keep on fighting.

Thanks for reading!