Flying On Mended Wings
This place is outside of time, not even the seasons can settle here; the beauty of this strange semi-familiar landscape seems to shudder off the measurement of moments and perturbs my senses. I don’t know what I left here last visit, but not only will I find it, I will conquer it; that monster which pushed into me pity, sorrow and confusion to suit its own ends, only to sit back and admire the anarchy with a smile on its face shall be dead soon.
A breath from the North recently broke through my reflective state, two figures reaching into the silver and pulling me out from the other side of the old mirror mask and giving me drive. I shall continue to go from strength to strength, my scars have almost healed and already I’m planning to spread my wings and fly once more. The powerful unusual creature that I have always been deep down is soon to return, despite the caging, despite the repression, I have licked my wounds and already my wings are starting to dry.
Dan has nursed me back to health and taught me more about myself, teaching me how to actively use skills which I had once thought only of a passive nature. Now I can shuffle my masks with greater ease, now I can deal the cards I’ve held in my hand for so long… I’ve decided, that despite the static nature of everything in my life, I just have to give it my best and enjoy the brief time I have. Love each friend, enjoy each moment and always seek to climb to higher heights, until I am adrift amongst the stars, shinning as brightly as I can.
I am free once more, only bound where I see fit, I need no one bar the North wind, the blood in my veins and the distant horizon.
A breath from the North recently broke through my reflective state, two figures reaching into the silver and pulling me out from the other side of the old mirror mask and giving me drive. I shall continue to go from strength to strength, my scars have almost healed and already I’m planning to spread my wings and fly once more. The powerful unusual creature that I have always been deep down is soon to return, despite the caging, despite the repression, I have licked my wounds and already my wings are starting to dry.
Dan has nursed me back to health and taught me more about myself, teaching me how to actively use skills which I had once thought only of a passive nature. Now I can shuffle my masks with greater ease, now I can deal the cards I’ve held in my hand for so long… I’ve decided, that despite the static nature of everything in my life, I just have to give it my best and enjoy the brief time I have. Love each friend, enjoy each moment and always seek to climb to higher heights, until I am adrift amongst the stars, shinning as brightly as I can.
I am free once more, only bound where I see fit, I need no one bar the North wind, the blood in my veins and the distant horizon.