15 October 2012

The eternal wintery turmoil of a divided soul stirs to reposition itself beside the fireplace that is a heart.

While winter whips across the land and dragons take wing for the mountains of the south, the earth's crust cracks and begins to melt apart.

White snows bring the great freeze, scaly beasts - kings and queens of the earth and sky lie in caves to slumber as an ancient world passes by.

New life rises on two legs, running across open plains. Only halting momentarily - to cower beside campfires at the stories of the old dragons.

naaviieStories of Old • Opuss № I