2024-07-15 - [7.1.5] Alternately - we fly!
I had rather hear a brazen canstick turn'd,
Or a dry wheel grate on the axle-tree;
And that would set my teeth nothing on edge,
Nothing so much as mincing poetry:
'Tis like the forced gait of a shuffling nag.. -- Hotspur (Henry IV) - Shakespeare
IC Date: 2024-07-15
OOC Date: 07/15/2024
Location: 5 - Alternate Response: The Seen
Related Scenes: None
Plot: None
Scene Number: 475
The pen is poised, another chapter starts
in the long story of us. Telling, showing, breathless, knowing
only a handprint, a heartbeat, together then apart.
What is the future if not always growing
towards the light. We fly
from the betraying earth. We fly
ever higher. Who chooses who, going
upwards onwards together we must fly?
Tags: 7.1.5 week-7