A return to naught but desolation, a bitter obsolescence.
what then does man hope to achieve?
against the bitter realities of this world.
to deny the little gods the terror of the night,
to bely the greatest strength of a true fight?
what can a mere mortal work against the very machinations of seasons, time, and fate?
magic of surrealistic proportions?
disaster of delusional dementia?
or mere frosted futility of a furrowed brow?
do tell me, my dear friend.
wherence forth shall you return to?
pray tell me, the route to Rowendo.
there say theres a balm there, salubrious for the soul!
why the ellipsis my dear friend?
a trio of spots but to defend?
Well its means having a choice between the past and the present
but at the same time, going against the very natures of things beyond our control .
So Ciao :)
