In like a lion

Like a lion he calls his children to the East and like a lamb I will follow, head down, stepping slowly, afraid of what's to come. Is this as close to certainty as we can get, happiness in an overwhelming decision?

She steps out of the darkness and shrugs off the winter of her fears. It's been so long since she's faced anything but uncertainty and now fulfillment is no different. Reality continues to be uncompassionately thin.