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SearchThere are things, that if the Gods need, they will Take, and our lives are thrown around in the process. They will search endlessly, forever.Search
Yet despite that, these are times, when I have been either seeker or sought, that I feel the most alive. They watch all this; They know. Even as the one sought, when I run like nothing but running exists in my life, I feel alive. I am alive with purpose, Their breath simultaneous with mine.
I stop running …
I serve Them gladly, in the end. I know They will take, and so I give willingly.
by ~azen-te
The SkyWe have become the strangest people, as the years have passed. We are the stones in the river, worn out by the water, worn out by experiences, but still we persevere and go on.The Sky
We will never give up.
Even here, where only the slightest hint of a window points to the outside world, I can continue to go on, and I am still connected to everything else that lives, despite that the sky outside is grey and gloomy. I want to go out, to feel the earth beneath my feet. I will settle for staring at the sky.
by ~azen-te
Watch It BurnI am sitting at the edge of a bonfire still, warming myself from the radiating heat, listening to those who are older than me talk of trivial matters. It seems to the casual listener that trivial matters are all that they talk of, but I know better. They talk of people. They talk of manipulation and learning curves, and Nocturne next to me puts his hand on my shoulder.Watch It Burn
Right now, I listen, staring at the stars in the sky. My Sister clings to me, her head resting on my left shoulder as she sleeps. She mutters softly in her sleep about what has been, and I know that that in its
by ~azen-te
Westward.Object dream again. In it, I'm small. They release me into a room, they release me into a room with the long table and the cream lace tablecloth, and the table looks like it's been through a war this time. Before I can run, the guards block the door, standing shoulder to shoulder with grim looks across their faces. I know both of them, but I can't identify them.Westward.
"Go on, it should be routine by now," says the blonde one, the taller one. "Touch the stuff. Walk."
The other one shoves me roughly towards the table, and I stumble not to fall. Walk
by ~azen-te
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