vibrations along the cobwebs
the following is more for my own edification than for yours.
The planets have shifted since last we were here. The world has changed. Dragons grow strong and pure. Daemons grow quiet and un-needed. The doll and man have found peace, of sorts.
Some (the blind) would say its all because of a girl.
It's not all, nor is she just a girl. It's about coming to truths within oneself. Taking steps and advancing. Shedding ones own skin, and daring the most precious of cores. Having someone willing to do that with you is...
well... words are failed on such things.
irony that a doll has found peace among a playing card? a joker, no less. one that shares a name with one a brother called a lady of clocks.
too many coincidences.
we don't believe in coincidence, but you all know that.
so, yes, good. because those with injured hearts must be careful -- and because paranoia makes us become fearful when ice melts -- slow and steady is winning the race. waiting is happening before steps are being taken to ensure readiness. stability. strength.
*pulls the card, smiles*
it's different, though. Not like blind obsession or momentary euphoria. no.
a sense of completion. healthy symbiosis.
of special note, though, something that changed recently as plans have been discussed for the future, this change coming recently, even if infused slightly with alcohol:
"if we make it to a year" became "when we make it to a year."
being careful still, but its difficult when all your strings are telling you to go forward.
just as the card is being careful, even when the winds are telling them to go forward.
heh.
until the next time.
((privacy abounds in this entry, of course. apprectiation would be had if you not speak of the contents thereof to any but me. not out of paranoia, just of respect.... also, while trust is placed in those who know of this place, it's still worth occasionally reiterating.))
The planets have shifted since last we were here. The world has changed. Dragons grow strong and pure. Daemons grow quiet and un-needed. The doll and man have found peace, of sorts.
Some (the blind) would say its all because of a girl.
It's not all, nor is she just a girl. It's about coming to truths within oneself. Taking steps and advancing. Shedding ones own skin, and daring the most precious of cores. Having someone willing to do that with you is...
well... words are failed on such things.
irony that a doll has found peace among a playing card? a joker, no less. one that shares a name with one a brother called a lady of clocks.
too many coincidences.
we don't believe in coincidence, but you all know that.
so, yes, good. because those with injured hearts must be careful -- and because paranoia makes us become fearful when ice melts -- slow and steady is winning the race. waiting is happening before steps are being taken to ensure readiness. stability. strength.
*pulls the card, smiles*
it's different, though. Not like blind obsession or momentary euphoria. no.
a sense of completion. healthy symbiosis.
of special note, though, something that changed recently as plans have been discussed for the future, this change coming recently, even if infused slightly with alcohol:
"if we make it to a year" became "when we make it to a year."
being careful still, but its difficult when all your strings are telling you to go forward.
just as the card is being careful, even when the winds are telling them to go forward.
heh.
until the next time.
((privacy abounds in this entry, of course. apprectiation would be had if you not speak of the contents thereof to any but me. not out of paranoia, just of respect.... also, while trust is placed in those who know of this place, it's still worth occasionally reiterating.))