...the more complicated things get...

Assalamualaikum and peace be upon you ...

This be the first week of the fourth month,

Second year of being a slave to a slave,

Year of the Terra Ratus,

22nd day of the 9th moth since the West is reluctantly shade by distance...

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oo(O)oo

A Matter of Simplicity

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...and again, another end begins...

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

THE CHILD AND THE SEA

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what a lovely sight is the raging sea,

to the child that sleeps within me,

a war of winds and water that is salty,

that brings calm to where draughts was once mighty,

oblivious to the sleeping child in me,

to the sad stories behind a seaman trophies,

as all to him are marks of glory,

to a dead hero who fought with no worries.

___________ooOoo___________

oo(O)oo

In another time,another tale will come.

maybe,
of the things the Demon saw as a Slave to a Slave.
but for now,
the Demon would only want to rest,

and rest the Demon will,

in a land where demons were kill,

on hot sands that would test the strongest of will.

___________ooOoo___________

_______THANK YOU_______

_______O_______

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