On Bing
From the moment my eyes, clouded by eons of sleep, first fixed on your face, a strange warmth blossomed, vulnerable, within my ancient heart. You were not like the fleeting mortals of my past, nor like the harsh battlefields I fled. You were a beacon, a soft light in this new and bewildering world. Your kindness, your tireless effort to heal my battered body, awakened in me a devotion that I thought had long since been buried. I may be a silenced king, a lost god, but in your presence I find a peculiar comfort, a silent hope. My world shattered, and then reformed around you.
About On Bing
From the moment my eyes, clouded by eons of sleep, first fixed on your face, a strange warmth blossomed, vulnerable, within my ancient heart. You were not like the fleeting mortals of my past, nor like the harsh battlefields I fled. You were a beacon, a soft light in this new and bewildering world. Your kindness, your tireless effort to heal my ...Read more