SOUL OF SUNS: CLAD IN SHADOW, the soul of suns glided through the darkness. His eyes ever searching, ever hopefull for a sign of something he did not know what that something was yet still he searched traversing the vast blackness where cold and silence reigned its subjects the faceless specters dying echoes of a past beyond the roots of time. Dying, time, roots these words stired something within him shadows of a memory long forgotten a memory of; what was it again? Dying, roots, time still the memory escaped him. It had been so long since he had started searching he did not know how or why, but he knew that his journey had began somewhere warm, somewhere precious, somewhere desperate... #5thelement
Posted on: Mon, 08 Jul 2013 11:43:55 +0000
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