Feb 22, 2012 10:28
The Star, as I’ve taught her, is the sign of Supernal Fire, and of victory. But tonight, we’re just looking at them. “Sometimes a cigar...,” and all that.
She’s come a long way, and has longer to go still. It’s one thing to be shown the path, and another to walk it. But we talk, and laugh, and think.
“Do you really believe, Kujang? You could just escape from it. Stay here forever.”
I’ve thought it before, I won’t lie. But a truth I cannot hide from passes my lips with a sigh.
“As hard as it is, I believe.”
star,
mage,
drabble,
indonesia,
joule,
kujang