- 2 thoughts
- Log in to add a thought
Everything's brighter when seen from the shade, and from chaos alone colossus are made. Watching the forms shift in cloud heavy skies, makes me wonder if somewhere the clouds have formed eyes. And if by some fluke, be it fate or design, The eyes of the clouds might be seeking out mine. And wondering if, as clouds perhaps are, I'm thinking of them as they block out the stars.