For 26 years two equally oppositional forces pulled him buy his arms in two opposite directions, so long so that the tension was what he thought was normal, what made him, him, and wrong.....one day those forces vanished, returning to the earth in which they came, he thought he could not stand without those forces that tore him in two, and collapsed to the ground in agony. Weak, tired and desolate it seemed like it could be the end, the something happened, he remembered words, a language he never understood, meaning lost in the tension was now clear, the tension gone, only the influence remained, and could freely choose which he wanted to absorb, could choose only for himself and no one to justify himself to, he was the now the law, now it was his way, a destiny for himself and him alone, whatever that may be, it would be to his liking.....and when he stood up, two words became as if written in the sky.....The Elder.....the Patriarch of his name sake, and was now the alpha and omega in his life, and his alone.
Posted on: Sat, 23 Aug 2014 04:17:38 +0000
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