Solidarity

I threw a stone within Hell's reach,
Solidarity, became the rain.
By heat-ridden breath, and soulless breach:
We were born to reap within an icy sleep,
The lessons taught in pain.

Sigh.

Familiarity speaks, doused in a shroud of Moonlight's sapphire gaze.

Once again, the trail of solitude presents itself, a crystal encased in the wisps of dreams by which the heart's lock desires to be free...

Butterfly envy, love takes us away on a whirlwind of suspended hopes.

Synomphonium

The morning dwells on a light mixture of greys and gold, precluded by the aftermath of a tiamat's breath; violet dances in the bind, yearning to withdraw forces and flutter freely...

But for what?

A wheel in the darkness signifies the expansion of us all...

....

Some fleeting thoughts for the addled mind? Sure; why not...

Today promises to be a good day... Or so I hope. :/ I suppose the old addage of "believe and achieve" should apply in such a scenario...

But what if my power is lacking? Hmm...

Anyhow, lots of things happening at work today. I hope I can cover it all. Babbles and baubles of luck is what I need now..