11 December 2012
As I drive into the frozen abyss, I leave the world that I know is mine; I enter a land in subtle soft focus, Another place, another forgotten time.
Gnarled, frozen fingers, Reach out from the side of the road; The devils dipped eyes slowly approach me, They taunt, pass and goad.
A blanket of silver dust, Sparkles, encrusted on the ground, The air is frozen and raw; There is no life, no love, no sound.
Where is this world that I have entered? When will this road ever end? The subtle soft focus is lifting, A golden orb begins to ascend.
The mystical spell is broken, The sun illuminates the air; My drive continues onwards, But the devils eyes continue to stare.
Θthεrwοrld • Opuss № I