Floating...I'm floating in water again, but this water has air. I feel wight tied around my ribs and atomic...but then what is that upon my back?
I'm being crushed between the black deeps of darkness, that takes the form of black goo around my ribs, weighing me down, and the white clouds that are trying to lift me to the surface of winters water.
Now I see, snowy cords come down from the white clouds and are forming the hard surface under me.
Now I see, I am not in the light, nor am I in the dark. I am favored by nether. even though sometimes it seems that I've sunken to the bottom of this dark lake, and I remember that sometimes I feel as if I could fly.
but nether feeling always lasts, because I always remember that...
this is my destiny, and that was my fate. I must look forward and try my best. Because nothing last for ever except for my memory's.
I am favored my neither the devil, nor the holly lord of this human world.
because like all others I am just another target for the demons, and another soul that needs saving for the angels.
I am in nether the dark or the light of this human world...
witch are you?
Your life could look bad, but look at what you have, and ask your self again...
