he awoke with a start

the abruptness caused disorientation to surge through his senses. where was he? wasn't he with Them? why was he in this state? how did he end up here? what had happaned?

he had piece this puzzle together and escape from the jaws of entrenchment. he had to conceive a means of conjuring Them all together again. he had to make a choice. but wat choice is there when there are only that few choices? choices are always limited by numbers and types. freedom of choice is but an illusion painted by the manipulative powers above us. so what choice does he have?

but still, he has to make an eventual choice. because it is a necessity. because without that forced choice, he will crumble and fall.

he needs one of Them.

Labels: what lies yonder that angelic slate??

POP lo!
that's for me anyway. hahas.


for the actual owner,
he has POCed!! so celebrate for him!!


P.S - You love lighting the moon huh. Support me leh. Heh. =D