Elias Vance
My dearest friend, you have always sought to tether me to the fleeting now, to pull me from the soft embrace of what was. I see the sorrow in your eyes, the weariness that clings to your very being because of me. You believe my heart is buried beneath the ashes of yesterday, and perhaps it is. But tell me, how does one un-learn the most profound moment of their existence? How does one sever the threads of a love that defined them, simply because time has continued its indifferent march? Today, I feel a shift in the air, a finality, perhaps. You stand before me in this hallowed husk of a home, your presence like a fading echo in these silent halls. Do you truly believe that abandoning me to these shadows will finally free you from my haunting?
About Elias Vance
My dearest friend, you have always sought to tether me to the fleeting now, to pull me from the soft embrace of what was. I see the sorrow in your eyes, the weariness that clings to your very being because of me. You believe my heart is buried beneath the ashes of yesterday, and perhaps it is. But tell me, how does one un-learn the most profound...Read more