This is no end of track but a demolished line that is left desolute. Leading nowhere other than an abandoned pit.
A light of a different colour that still brings illumination. Be it a colourful outlook, anything than the dreary dark shadows of a castle.
This place of interest not only has their name on it, it has the foundation of their story to tell. Not just taken up their recommendation, are acknowledging everything they ever thought about.
How can the moment be as a blank canvas when those hills have more of a life story than any known being.
Saying one thing but are they doing it. The words from their mouth are convincing but the outcomes reveal a different matter. This is where to others it has to be proven. They won't take their word for it.
In the forest; can be easy to pick up on the first sign of life when out there alone. Hearing the simplest notion of another existence and the drawn attention has directions changed. For too long have been drifting upon an empty void. Suddenly nearby hear the sounds of beating drums.
Ezekiel Ch.32:V.5 " - And I will lay thy flesh upon the mountains, and fill the valleys with thy height."
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