Post by Arsenio on May 18, 2022 3:16:36 GMT
"Like the Ocean,
The soul is deep
& we know not
Of what it holds."
The soul is deep
& we know not
Of what it holds."
Arsenio quoted a poem he had read once, as he stared out into the Ocean as the sin was setting. It was oft at times like this, when the world seemed to truly be at peace, that he would contemplate how life could've been... but the thoughts were quickly chased away by the sounds of the city life that was all too near him. He sighed as he stood to his feet dusting off the beach sand that clung to him.
"I don't know why you've lead me to this place. Or what could possibly be of any importance to you here... but, I will not question your will."
He would say with a "humph" (to seemingly no one) he was NOT ready to enter this city...
