I sat at the portal in he brush that opened out into the land of the fairy. Would I stay and just watch or would I go through and begin an adventure? There is no guarantee that I could return. What held me here? Was it my family? … no they were long gone .. my friends? … they too left me … my work? … now that’s really funny … I guess there’s nothing left here tying me to this place … so why do I hesitate? what holds me at this gate? ….. what would you do in my place?
owlspook, 2014 -—————————————-
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