Stronghold of the Mysterious

December 19, 2010
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It is a sad thing to see the old days and the worn ways leave, but there is no stopping this infinitely-pendulous sun which has guided us so far. She wanes, and all seems to diminish, but time continues on.

Madness, they say, is what drives these days. So there is not only fear invoked in this change, but hope. Hope for the new day and the fresh ways. We shall thrive for these, and they shall continue thriving for us. Hope, the core, and courage, the skin, which shall keep this apple of our lives forever falling. The doors are swung open, yet we are hesitant. One may take a step forward, only to take another step back. Why? One must ask another. He shall turn to his companion, and explain to him why there is such fear in these people's hearts. It is for one reason.

The unknown, the dark, where even the smallest glimpse of light would shed forth countless amounts of hape. But we will be strong, and with undaunted courage, take our first step into the stronghold of the mysterious.

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