Seams of the Void – Part I
When the first strands of time were sewn
Through the infinite seams of the void
A single stitch was thrown aside
And the unwritten balance destroyed
For what had been destined a perfect work
Was no longer unblemished and pure
Through the smallest of glitches something had snuck
Something with a will to endure
And as the fledgling reality stretched
Testing the strength of its weave
It felt something niggling out of place
That was never going to leave…
October 26, 2009 at 3:32 am |
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October 26, 2009 at 11:39 pm |
😉
October 26, 2009 at 5:44 pm |
Any reason its invisible?? Never fear, I can read the invisible. Nice work, I like the metaphor. I also like the word “niggling”
October 26, 2009 at 11:48 pm |
It’s the void…
And I’m very glad you like it. Quite proud of this one.