Magnifying lense. Shriek!

God is the shadow within the sun’s shame. Our perfect action skewed and erased. A choice to be here was always offered and it was a journey, costly, sea travel is expensive. Boating be the only option, a sail often void of any purpose but used ornamentally. You say you want to leave but we just got here. Stole your excitement for exploring the ravine and the caves. The friends I made there say you ignore them and pretend they are shelled. Their shells all sporting a large crack, they tried to enter, and to return back. Back to where it seems hard to see, foggy as the sea may be. A castle viewed in the distance. A dream that this land would be reawakened. The land that always was, the sea, and the land that lay secret. Shadow screams for more teaching, and it’s offered more chewing gum. Love under will for more than just this once.