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DayBreak: Echoes From The Last Days

Far in the distance, my heart was able to sense this place. For I never knew when I would stumble across it, or even, stumble across it again. But at long last, I have, and now I must determine why. As my journey throughout this strange place continues, I’m often haunted by the residual energy that you have left behind before vanishing into strange time. All is plain, and all is dull now, and though I have finally found my heart once again, it still pains me to know that it will never beat at that familiar tone again.

We’ve seen time and time again, how these wars can shake, alter, and twist the time we’ve come oh so familiar to know. I watched, read, and listened as to how in seemingly an instant, they lose everything and are left with nothing but their dim and empty soul. But I know he who wanders on higher grounds is soon to tap into a force much greater than he knows, for much like I did for you, I pray that he treads carefully, reflecting the rays of the divine light as he makes his way into the unknown.

My mind tends to relive the past from time to time, forcing me to want to re-create those moments my old heart had held very dear and close. But since the End Days of that era, I know every last bit of that time has been erased and destroyed from reality, along with all that I used to know. For this place seems to promise some sort of enlightenment I have no received elsewhere, a place for true mourning to take place. A place that will lead me to the ends of this architect.

 

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