...that I do not seem capable of reaching lately. :-) It is okay. "Happiness is a temporary chemical imbalance of the brain." Lusiphur from Poison Elves...
I am waiting. Walking on the thin line between two lives. I belong nowhere. Both lives claim me. I can do nothing but wait. I have fought the fights, I have faced the enemies. More to come. All from inside. Fictional. All reflections.
I am waiting.
For the dreams to pass through the veil and come to me.
Dorian, my darling, hold my hand. From the place of cobwebs and echoes, reach out and hold me.
Where chalices are filled with red.
Red is fast. And furious.
The tide is turning. Listen.
There.
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