Monday, December 13, 2010

This is what it's like to see in black and white.

To hunt out the edges of the horizon, cast words from the edge of the world, and sound the depth of the void.

To taste the salty sorrow of Eschalon, cut your teeth on the rock of execution, and breath deep the incoming tide.

To suck in the breath of battlefields, learn the scent of man's last prayer, harvest the hopes of the dying, and tell yourself they could not be saved.

To sift secrets, feel fear, and tremble at an immortal touch.

To suffer. To be blind.

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