Where do you go?

When the one thing you held certainty in, when the one thing that steadied the ground beneath your feet, was pulled brutally from under you?

Where do you go?

When the mountain you once bravely stood on, when the dome you once confidently climbed, crumbled beneath your unsuspecting feet?

Where do you go?

When the one thing that gave you courage, when the one thing that stopped you from succumbing to the horrors of this corrupt and cruel world, shattered into pieces?

Where do you go when the one thing you held the most absolute certainty in has been destroyed?