A choice to make. And made, it said, eternal.
To weigh in opposition, juxtapose real and imagined.
The conflicts of a lifetime. Burdens of choice and action.
The road of consequence laid before me, tread countless times.
Sheathed within my soul, a blade forged in chaos.
No reason can dislodge, no hope sufficient to withdraw.
One last decision. The gift only I can bestow. A gift of honor.
Are these tears shed for me. Diamonds cascading into the waiting abyss.
A last touch. Spirit brothers of the wind caress me.
A final kiss. Light born of fire, now fading, warms my cheek.
A parting gesture. Ivory angels of the sky, their song surrounds me.
A choice is made. And made, it said, eternal.
A final thought to carry me home. –AD
Duty is as heavy as a mountain. Death, as light as a feather. –Robert Jordan
Andeavenor
darkness
Andeavenor
Andeavenor
UndyingDarknessLove
darkness
cosmorider87
Andeavenor