Inward monologues and the newly brewed fire
It’s peaceful in liquid form. The quiet, the silence, the blue, the floating
Static
Electric
Currents.
Adaptability in alien waters 120% Metamorphosis chance 35-67% Evolution possibility 83-149%
Flow as the lonely stream does.
Drowning? Is it bad? Expression? Of what?
The sea does not liberate as it used to. A red fire grew in me and it drives me further away from my natural instincts. Salty wet confinements, take me deeper deeper deeper Drown upwards
7 August 2016 Aether









