The steps he took cast him far from where he was.
The steps he took guided him closer to what you once were.
The regretful steps he took distanced him from who he was
The steps he took guided him closer to what you once were.
The regretful steps he took distanced him from who he was
The heavy steps he took made him understand things that did not align with what he is.
The creator's sacrifices for his great work come at the cost of it's own life another creation;
With every choice, a renunciation.
The old flourish in admiration beyond the horizon - where the blindfold briefly abandons his face - allowing the enjoyment of a glimpse of the horizon.
"...and you said I was taking the right path. And all these steps only created confusion about who he is;
...a hostage to humanity, a hostage to apathy - not trully free."
...a hostage to humanity, a hostage to apathy - not trully free."
Where past, present, and future merge within the self, the Present stands at the core, distant and contemplative. The Old echoes with wisdom and yearning for realms beyond creation, while the Child voices questions and doubts, seeking truth from the echoes of time.
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The Old — "He yearn for freedom."
The Child
— "But - at what cost?"
The Old — "Beyond... Beyond what has already been created... Another place."
The Child
— "Not here?"
The Old — "Not what has already been desecrated."