Monday, May 24, 2010

The Borderguard.

"I stand here,in the land,in between.
I am the border guard.I stand between what's real and what's not,between reality and the latter.
I stand on the shores,where the land of reality is hit by the ongoing tide of imagination.
This shores,was once rocks,cliffs,that was hit by once the much more rougher waves.
But now,those rocks,are now are weathered to become sand.
But now,those tidal surges,are now gentle waves.
As much as they fight each other,they know one could not exist without another.
I stand here.Not afraid to get soaked.Not afraid to be coated with sand.
I stand here.The seas are much more powerful than the sands.So let it be.
I am the border guard.I stand here.Ready."

*listening to John Powell-Forbidden Friendship*

Love,
Hiccup.

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