Scenes, skits and silly musings
It was the most final kind of ending...
That spark on the horizon, where darkness went to die...
Our hero plodding onward through blood, wound and abandonment; eyes affixed to those precious moments
of life that lay ahead him.

The rags on his back soaked in the struggle of many battles, torn in the victory that marched him forward.
That shrill tone tingling in his ears aligned perfectly with the blur across his vision. He was closer to that
liberating moment than he was the destruction that lay behind him.

Light grew stronger in that early sky and the smoke of many fires basted the air. That jarring sense of home.
Tears and sweat and blood joined into a strange matrimony that bathed his broken body. Washing him in the
cleansing waters of freedom. It was closer now. Brighter. The wind gently danced across his path and signaled 
the change coming. Each step becoming heavier, every breath more shallow. He was almost there.


All the days of his life had led him to this place. And they were all worth it.
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RE: Scenes, skits and silly musings - by Guest - 10-30-2020, 09:45 PM
RE: Scenes, skits and silly musings - by somethingelseishere - 12-07-2020, 10:11 AM



















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