Darkness sees no fault. No human imperfection as far as genetics are concerned. Shadows cannot lie, for their very being is an absolute image. Reflected only in the presence of light, yet there is no prejudice. The still of night carries with her a sense of peace, every whisper amplified yet each word lost in translations. Oh how long shall the shadows I've so long embraced play garment,cloak to my eternal night?
Saturday, August 4, 2012
Demons and Daggers
So many wills and wants, to each his own unless another so wills and even then, who's to say where the lines are drawn? One thing I know, as long as breath is in my body I will forever remember Guard 19-9(10). I pray that their loyalty (though not to me) will never falter neither will they grow weary of their post and duty.