I’m going to post one riddle a week of my own creation.

If I don’t – don’t worry, it just means that I haven’t thought of one for that week.

That being said, here is this weeks riddle.

Always at distance; yet never far,

A place where bad things and good things are.

It’s a flare of promise – a hopeful sight.

Still fear is its shadow, but it never meets light.

The answer: The Future <—- Highlight.