The Strings of Solitude
One of the greatest opponents in combat is the one with the power of non-existence. A slithery connection to the empty space, with a pull that you can’t resist.
This warrior of solitude doesn’t win by force or strategy. It overcomes through coercion.
And with these somber thoughts to keep me warm in the trenches, I wonder how you disengage without tripping into ignorance.
I think the key lies in fluidity. Anything slight enough to coerce can be coerced itself.
So maybe the battle doesn’t end by cutting the string, but simply by convincing the noose that it’s a lasso.