February 13, 2022, 01:53 AM
Come little bird. Find your way. Tell the tales you have come to tell and please those of listening ear. The spotlight is yours, so use it wisely. So the voices say, pleading the aching steps to continue. They desire rest, though it must wait. There is work to be done.
Many days of ire have passed with slow time. Words have scratched at the tongue rebelliously, but have yet to be released. Life has been taken and in its place, a new one claimed to restore what was lost.
With this wake, duty lies with the heart. Before the mkod can be claimed, there is much yet to be learned. One soul must seek another to guide it, lest the succumb to despair. Youth is powerful, but defenseless in the eyes of those with far more experience than they. To conquer a world, knowledge is key. And so, knowledge will be found.
Many days of ire have passed with slow time. Words have scratched at the tongue rebelliously, but have yet to be released. Life has been taken and in its place, a new one claimed to restore what was lost.
With this wake, duty lies with the heart. Before the mkod can be claimed, there is much yet to be learned. One soul must seek another to guide it, lest the succumb to despair. Youth is powerful, but defenseless in the eyes of those with far more experience than they. To conquer a world, knowledge is key. And so, knowledge will be found.