How do we reconcile our present identity with continuous movement of time, the incessant production of personal history? How do medium and genre modulate the expressions of this existential quandary?
Coldfire was the name they gave her when they gave her armor and a sword, when they knew she could use the dark to kill. It was better than her name and larger than life, and it made her a myth. It made her a hero.
I say I am finding grace, but I think I am succumbing to liminality. My life runs between two parallel lines. I hop between either line, attempting to escape the middle ground of liminality that lies between them.
Based on the diary entry, it seems like the author is struggling with some personal issues, particularly in regards to their romantic life. They seem to have a strong desire to be with someone, but they are not sure who that person should be.
This essay will focus on the mechanisms of establishing these identities and their relation to each other, specifically through the lens of language use and policy.