Welcome, indeed. Yes, you with the weary look hanging from your eyes. The world has changed over the course of many moons, much impact set in our way. Years ago, towers of magnificent light erupted from the Earth. They grew like trees to the very reaches of space itself, and we were all fine. In fact, we were more than just. We had power, this light made everything work to its utmost potential. We were plugged in, only after a few short weeks the light had entrapped us in its' web. Then, without warning, the lights went out. Leaving nothing behind but dark as midnight towers, that shined in the darkness. Cold, lifeless they stood. They stand as a reminder now of a tough transition we made, into the dark ages once again. Marshal Law, brother for brother. The world went into chaos. Now from the ashes rises a brave new world, capable of piecing the puzzle together. Who will lead the people back to the path of righteousness? Stay tuned, it could be anyone.

Dream, with your eyes open. ©Papyruspoet 2014.

Sadness is reality of every day. I was asked what inspired me to write this- My answer is some bad days and empathy, for I know I am not alone in this, and neither are you.