One breath was all I needed, for the place I floated across provided all of the oxygen I needed, from some unknown source. For far beneath what I presume to be those violent waves rested a chamber that stood a machine coated in rock that knew all that I am. Reaching out to it only felt natural as it some beam began to scan my palm, and in that instant I felt the strength to live on. Athereum
The waves that have landed here are of some unknown descent. They consist of all I had once known, and all I will never know. For now, they remain gentle, but restless in their stirring. But as the echoes grow violently below, I know soon these tides will grow. Spero
September 15, 2017 Yesterday’s Echoes, Today’s Shadows, Tomorrows Fates Shadows Rise / The In|Between
