Crossroad

You managed to stir something within me that I wanted to forget.

I remember whistling for your captain's hat as I sailed away to the horizon. Your eyes wary with curiosity and hope, were vividly imprinted onto my soul as I continued a seeker's path.

Once again my guiding light beckons me to return. So here we are at a crossroad. I see a man still trying to find his way. Surrounded by a monotony of meaningless cycles and a vacuous cacophony of hollow followers. I hoped that it wouldn't come to this; the boy that I found long ago had forgotten how to steer his course. Was the first time not enough to rid the shackles of your past? The emptiness and loss of meaning in life must have been deeper than I initially thought. The scars you bare so meticulously hidden from prying eyes, yet so visible to those that survived years of torment are constant reminders that each day is a long hard battle lost or won.

Where do you go from here can only be determined by your courage to find the fears that haunt shadow's daylight. For once the moonlit trees sway from bitter winds a depthless warrior awakens and a dragon king sleeps in his curse.