A year ago the dark February whispered a prophesy and I refused to believe. What was then only a hint of intention and unfulfilled potential, would cast a long shadow under which I still remain today. The fork in the road approaches with undeniable inevitability, and soon, very soon, I will not have the strength to cast another spell that would send the crossroads further down the road.
In the raging storm that is indecision, indifference is a safe haven.
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