Seneca Gardens
Joined March 2018
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Law of Truth: Resurrection
I hate to begin this story here so I won’t. I will start with the poetry of my creation. Upon a bed of smiles grew this land. Rooted in the core are shimmers of starlight, this is where our dreams come from. Undying are the fruits and this is why I chose to start here. It feels wrong to call it here when in fact it’s also there. I can't help but laugh now as I see my phrasing could have been simpler but it feels right so I'm not going to change it. Please grant me your patience as my eagerness to begin this story while in route there may cause my language to be a bit cryptic and hard to understand. I'm hoping to see you among many others.
By Seneca Gardens6 years ago in Futurism