Wallowing in my footsteps and what used to be forgotten. Treading beyond, what seemed like an eternity.
Through the insightful draught of memories, i begin to lose my mind, lose my sight. Everything around me is a wasteland in sense. Nothing but golden sands of time and serene desert. How could anything be so empty, but im searching for a sign, or yet a simple marage. A paradise in my imagination. A place to rest under the shade of my thoughts, where i can reside in between the coolness of my unspoken breeze and the extreme unrelenting reality of now.
Woken up by the soft whispers of a lady in black. She moves twords me and offers her guidence threw the dusty storms and hiderance ahead and in a moment I could have her. It seems as if time stood still for that single split second everything was clear. Lips like velvet and words smooth as silk, I was mesmerized by every syllable comming out her mouth. Could this be an angel. Sent by the gods from the heavens above to aid my spirits threw this inferno of a landscape I call my own.