3 July 2012
The hole fell far beneath them as they stood staring down it. Straggly roots sprouted from its sides. Thorns in the way but they could see the prise a faint light dim glow at it's end. Where was it going? It was going the right way, of that he was sure. It had just hopped down the hole and disappeared. Leon stared over its edge. His eyes gleaned and he was transfixed.
He leaned into the Beauty he saw. An awesome beauty an impossible beauty. And yet it was there.
He saw its perfect shapes the brilliant colours that contrasted that they produced. And how it seemed to brighten everything. He felt inside him a lurch that was of a calming sort. Shivers ran down his spine comforting him. This is it. He thought.
He leaned and fell, fell into the beauty.
Beauty • Opuss № I