There lay a vision of a mirror made hollow by darkness. Yet in that mirror, more was seen than in the polish than which lay there before. Continue reading “In words, what is.”
Tag: Scenic
A tune in mind.
The pass collapsed two weeks past, no way in or out beside sheer cliffs up or down. We have with us all we need to survive and flourish, even if most no longer realize that. Continue reading “A tune in mind.”
Sail on.
I long to go toward that virgin sea. Where waters danced untouched by hand or hull.
The parasites of giants.
In the world of the parasite, the cure is most vile, and must be fought against, parasite and host alike, for only with its destruction will the world be safe for the like of the parasite.
Depths.
In the wake of all that is gone, and the crest that is to come, life reflects the seas. Unmoved by plight or dream, the struggle against the tide, on it goes for its own journey, the rest coming along for the ride as long as they themselves last.
