When was the last time you walked against the wind? I did today, against a Dark moon, and love. I stopped myself from flowing with the tide. I have lost myself in them, these faceless patterns and people of Time.
Today marks my slow return. Against a Dark moon, and love. I don’t stretch my arm out though, I don’t reach out to the sky, I let the sky take over, as I begin, to take over the sky. I stand. Firm. Flying. Smiling. With the Dark of the moon and love behind me. I stand firm, making sure this beginning is felt, as the tide of Time and it’s faithful people mock my stance.
I stand against the wind today, completely wind blown.