The bell atop the tower calls endlessly.
It is a bell of lying whispers.
Desire and temptation entwine themselves around its call.
Pulling at my insides.
Above the sky I see the one who cannot be.
Pulling the rope that signals everything.
Without an understanding of how its tolls distort this realm.
Burning away the scars.
The twinge of the taint across my forearm pains me.
It pulls toward the figure in the tower.
Drawing me towards the one who must be from within myself.
This one is my Shadow.
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Please, just show yourself, this isn't entretaining anymore...
NUTZ!!
Please, just show yourself, this isn't entretaining anymore...
Indeed? How very interesting. I never knew that it was my task to entertain anyone. I thought my purpose was, well, let us just say that it was not to entertain.
Certain things take large amounts of time. Remember this. Time moves at Her own pace. There is nothing we can do to change that.
Time ticks slowly along, incrementally shaving away the distance between then and now. Eventually, they may meet. In the meantime, be patient. All may come clear... with Time.
Ok, so yeah, I'll wait...
I just hope this doesn't end with you saying: "haha! I tricked you all!". I'm saying this because I'm really following this blog's development and I don't like being decieved.
I'm getting bored. MP2 has come ond gone, can we move on to MP3? Or have we?
In any case, this is getting monotonous, like s/he said.
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