Not all has been well since my last blog my darlings. I've encountered death. His black hood cast a shadow so deep I was swallowed by the eminent sadness that follows. I was in that blackness for all this time.
Until out of the dark came light. Love and new life came to me when I needed it, if I didn't so much want it.
I found the Lizard King. He's been there my whole life but my eyes have finally seen him. He has given me direction.
I find it debatable whether he actually died or not. After all he did and he went to Paris to die? Seems too perfect. Whether he died or not, it was a perfect plan. He is forever imaged as the young demigod he was. He will never grow old, though he is dead he will never die. His voice will never fade.
He saved me from the void of nothing. Brought me back to life and showed me people and things I was meant to see today.
Because of him Death wasn't able to take the second half of my soul as it did take my son's soul.
Thanks to the Lizard King I have exposed myself to my deepest fear; losing the love of my life. And so I Am Free.
House of the Lizard a new uprising.
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