Chapter 12 - my rememberance

I lay on the grated roof of expectations looking up at the white spotted sky of the cosmos. There is a sensation rushing through my whole being a sensation that has never been before. It is frightening to me the feeling of the new the natural fear; and yet i like it. The head rush of a million whiplashes the tingling down your spine that only true loves first kiss can bring. The knowledge and power you feel frothing through your veins. Power has never felt so cold to me. For with this power is lost something that may be regretted in loss. I stare into the night sky feeling the vibrant wind across my face feeling what has been created or what has always been

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