I had you when I woke up this morning. Just as you had been there every morning for all of these years.
A greeting, most welcome, to help start the day. Excitement and an embrace at the end.
Tag: Death
Pestilence.
With my own eyes I saw a sight so horrid I wished it to be an agonizing nightmare.
If only there would be such luxuries as to wake in a cold sweat and strive through a sleepless night or ten.
Greed.
It was by your act which I came to be.
Suspended in an abyss, separate from a world beyond, yet part of it in turn.
Of birds and worms.
You know my boy, a worm’s life is filled with terrors. Avoiding the light which will dry it out and make it visible to all things that would eat it, living in the moist shadows underground, still fearful of moles and the like.
The sea of life.
There is a fine and delicate line one walks in pursuit of peace or silence. Those who confuse the two shall often find little peace, and only momentary silence.
The Ederren 