Breaking free of the bramble I ran to a place where land and sky had no clear division. I felt I no longer had to flee. The sound of a stuccato sonic boom drenched the surroundings. It was then that I decided to take an active part in shaping what sworled all around Me.
December 22nd, 2011
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