cognitive of the dimming light a tunnel moving off into the disance expanding to deal with the forces beyond us our abilities impaired and initiated into the emptiness the speech reacting to the words

a speaking fire the colors electric and orange in the distance a storm approaching and the wind changing smell changing ways its direction altered by the lightning thunderous roaring deep on the horizons

laying there and feeling the sleep covering drifting into the original sound of the silent sleep the dream world a great place with the perfect sound and the great time the five year mark old patiences

please listen listen to the running water running around us dive below surrounded head breaking the surface hair flowing in face a beautiful moment please listen to the sound of animals that inhabit this

in the eyes of the dog a deep seeded secret seated within forever unknown to man a wild animalistic perversion of perfection created this species and it walks and moans its morbid wallowing heard yet seen

a joke of the sun a light flying forth the air parting burning intensity the food on fire unable to feed an ask an assitance get it back on the front pages until the admission if it does not succeed twenty

cornered into the angles perfect and right the lore the knowledge of the ages laughing and hatred the loathed an if not a when and definitively not. a cage for animals reused repurposed a tracking traveling

the king knew the stories all night told a son of the royals dropping the seconds into the boiling pot and left to rot. caked in sugars a call back returned and destroyed lonely and corrupt sent from the

a great strength the metal growing crystalline into shapes beyond understanding lost in the spaces of the mind the creation the ultimate force forged fire heat and power allowing it to mold and morph evolving

on the floor the dark tile colored the dark red the blooded grave the forever earthen the colors of power awkward years spent wandering unknown the forever lashing the punished the craven the king was

he stood the balcony large, over the lands he controlled with an iron fist a swelling bruise bone shown from beneath the mask a skull in human form the name given by his dark father the previous lord of

in the dreams a deep sleep the return began the man in the hood created the world artificial and perfect for the followers a sharp change an emulation to immolate the red skies the forest and storms and

the change waves of it like an ocean making and undoing nurturing the destruction a gas streaming empowered the ultimate child of the end and the beginning a dog panting near the entrance the cave can

a confirmation of the colors we knew the Greens and Reds turned into the perfect Blue and Orange an insurance into time played by the musician who witnessed it all happen it was a good change for the world

an eventuality of surgical precision a known truth in the eye of the storm if the mother dies the sacrifice will be left for the time lord himself eyes swaying a clock ticking the end of the future is

the sweetest things have been said to mistaken people an overwhelming warmth yet ineffective unaffectionate the doctors grimace quite dark in the light of candles an evil emerged beaten back by the gods

if we fail we fail together he was murdered in the office while a search occurred the military and the meek making a plan how will it work? money is needed from the past worthless stones a valuable asset

he was jumped into the past and forgotten perhaps he set it all up the win and the loss an asynchronous signal a treatment temporary solutions the past is out of time and he crosses the line the game must

the skeletal figure floating in the water his shape entombed in pure cement visage of the dead he walked a path encircling the truth but never found it, going forward the way he came behind a trick it

i can see far off into the distance the colors reflecting back at me from the sky deep into the sea. the masters will must be done so we travel by boat far off to the islands where none have been trail