>>>/v/659090678Maelstorm stills your wants for more.
All you had becomes all you need.
Gone forever outside you, in front of you on fire.
Shockwave forces you away. Shrapnal stuns you and you dream.
Cool fountains tasted like a dying plant. Swept back over your hair.
Where water and sand are sculpted together for a labyrinth of life. A defeated sun shines bright above soothing shadows, trees with leaves too green to know anything choose to fill the rest of them with energy.
A fire makes coloured glass. Fire. You wake up. Pull a shard of civilisation from your hand.
Good or bad it's crumbled now.
You move in the other direction as not to replace it with what is left of it. Eyes closed, you turn back for long enough to know it's all gone. Heat. It takes a long time to move around it. Nights of warmth from the side. Spent walking. You find observers, who include you as one of them. Whisk you away to watch another victory.
You walk into one, the unknowing is alien. It's always someone else whatever side suffers. Delay lowers defenses. Enough to invite the destroyers.
You leave. A weapon for what is your why for every step away.
Lucette Bourdin - Golden Sun (Full Album)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0lrx3KKiIXI 
