We’d been in the darkness for time out of mind. Twisted trees grew with such a density that no dapple of light shone. To travel a circle, or to travel a straight line, all was the same in the dinge and gloom. A bird of warning, a bird of song, each chilled the nerves as much. Breathing fast and shallow, we startled at mice as much as bears. WIth lungs of stagnant air, with shoes a sorrowful drench, even our songs were a warp of what once they’d merrily been.
To trust yourself when all doubt, to lead from a danger only you can see clearly, to explain enable the blind to see, to give people the power to hear the extraordinary in the ordinary, to fathom the everyday and normal encryption of the spoken word, to show them the messages and conversations that happen all around us to different levels of the brain: that's quite the challenge. That's quite the challenge when until you can prove it they will think you mad and threaten you with the consequences that come to the insane. To speak and risk the twisting of the knaves of sophistry. That is what they ask. Last time I complied I almost died. I almost lost everything for nothing. So, tell me again why, tell me why this is the time, because even if it is now or never I won't unless I can win. I know more than most what these adventures into the world of the saviours costs... and the cost is never to myself alone. You know what? I do trust myself. I do. It's every other bastard out there I don't trust. This is a world of monsters. So many monsters.
When I was lost, only you could find me because I had become so very scared of others, of the world, of being so vulnerable all the time. The only safe place was with you. So. You will always be able to find me. I will always stay with you.
The composed soul, the steady heart, the engaged brain will always find their way home. That's what I believe. So. Be stoic. Feel your calm self return to the uppermost surface of the self. Breathe. "Lost" is tempoarary. You are your own compass.
Though I am lost, I am somewhere. Once I become accustomed to this place it will be home, I'll make my roots here instead of there.
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