23 Nov The November Sun
This loss that I will soon experience will be of one that has been built up throughout the duration of several eras and even more ages alike – it will be a loss that we will all experience, but one that only very few will feel to the core. It will be a loss that had been birthed ever since contracts were made, and ever since lines were manipulated from the start. Time and time again, much that had triggered the beginning of these fates that are now starting to settle into this place, are in a way re-occurring – like an inevitable cycle that yearns to see us all erased. On day’s like these when the trees are barren, and when the morphing’s have finished and the skies burn in a hue so reminiscent of the fires that I seek to start – I know that this all must happen, I know that this all must unravel, one way or another.
During these fleeting and fragile hours that move like headlights in the night, it takes a toll on my every breath and sets a pressure on my every bone. With tired eyes and heavy hands abound, I let the November sun come in my room, burning with all it’s imminence, promise, and doom alike. For soon, I will claim it’s very imminence for my own, and start fires from it’s very core, ultimately bringing about a time of darkness I had only ever dreamed of – dreams that were always of some vast, and seemingly impossible reality, a reality that is now in fact this very shattered and tattered line that I exist within now. For during these fragile moments in time, I know my calling out to you is futile, much like my shouting towards a Universe that has long since left and ignored the shattered line that I am now on, leaving nothing but repeating numbers marked as coordinates for me to, to make my exit.
“November Sun, you are blessing and a curse in your entirety. You are the bringer of doom, and the harbinger of the darkest nights that are to come, to are the precursor of final fates, and the promise land of the Twilight that I have come to know. During fleeting time you show me who I am truly meant to be, you show me who I once was. For in dear time, in close time, you and your essence will be mine for the taking – for soon I will set fires to everything that man hold dear.”
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