[BBS/Action] Poetry and Cyborgs.
Blue is the light breeze
That leads me down uncharted paths.
A light is ahead,
And my soles are no longer hindered.
My heart is no longer floating without direction.
You're my destination.
Who doesn't know who this is for? ♥
Hmm...I must be getting rusty! This poem is not my best, but the heart tells no tales. Oh dear. I'll simply have to make more!
In unrelated news, this may or may not be news to anyone about how advanced Esthar is, but their cyborg forces intrigues me. It would be fruitless to ask how they even came to be, but, really, who would volunteer to be one of those things?
I'm simply speculating, of course~! Does anyone have any thoughts?
-Grell ♥
[Sits in the library, reading a book of poetry. There are some intermittent hums and note taking. A nice little pile of books she has gone through are surrounding her.]
That leads me down uncharted paths.
A light is ahead,
And my soles are no longer hindered.
My heart is no longer floating without direction.
You're my destination.
Who doesn't know who this is for? ♥
Hmm...I must be getting rusty! This poem is not my best, but the heart tells no tales. Oh dear. I'll simply have to make more!
In unrelated news, this may or may not be news to anyone about how advanced Esthar is, but their cyborg forces intrigues me. It would be fruitless to ask how they even came to be, but, really, who would volunteer to be one of those things?
I'm simply speculating, of course~! Does anyone have any thoughts?
-Grell ♥
[Sits in the library, reading a book of poetry. There are some intermittent hums and note taking. A nice little pile of books she has gone through are surrounding her.]