For solutions, look to the sky. Coincide with constellations.

Douse this flame with sand made of the broken down walls that surround the heart. The almighty cries out in pain as its children have yet to get it right. It seems never-ending as this cycle perpetuates with no one stopping to check for error.

So come with me young paladin of grace and show the world its savior. For love without love is but a breath compared to the gale of that which is unconditional. "Rage away!" it screams. "Let yourself become enveloped with hate!" But no action has yet to be taken for this king of nothing - though unworthy - has a court beneath his arms holding him high. Will the weight become to much to bear or will the king learn to stand on his own?

I won't be offended if no one sees, I just wanna know what that'll mean.

It has been a while. This plague has made it's way into my being once again and there is but one thing that can carry that plague far from my being; A Transcendent Zephyr. It's getting late so I am going to kick this off with a short one.

This war has yet to begin, though I can feel its fiery breath on the back of my neck.

A violent storm from the north barreling for the self.

Batten the hatches! All hands on deck!

...It's going to take all I've got to survive.