Pulling strings is what allows to travel across those lines. Like a carriage that moves by the power of those strings.
No body prepared them for what's to come. No one taught them the feeling of taking a risk. As for some choices are to be made by one's own will.
Sitting ducks don't rely upon the comfort of a pillow. They sit on their own feet under them.
Surprisingly the place thought of away from prying eyes and eavesdropping ears. Is actually a place that is heard the loudest for having nothing around to drown out the sound and sight.
Knowing their art will be hard-hitting, that they don't need to do anything to make a statement. There are others who need to see some thing credible, or it's just another need to be there moment.
In the forest; many years ago had they laid their sword to divide the point of borderlands. It was the infatuation and desire of being on different sides to the blade. That two minds wanting eachother that built a connection across. Like a bridge to pass over waters, that sharp edge will be the water under a bridge.
Deuteronomy Ch.23:V.24 " - When thou comest into thy neighbour's vineyard, then thou mayest eat grapes thy fill at thine own pleasure; but thou shalt not put any in thy vessel."
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