In this world of dark emotional turmoil
Emotions Stir, In pit of fire
Ash rains down from the sky
But amongst pit of Ash and Fire,
Lays dormant Women.
Women who, is strong
Monsters dwell amongst her,
But she not fear.
She is the light in the pit,
Beacon of hope and joy for others
Who suffering.
Dark Storm brews a head,
raining down tears of acid.
It cry's out from pain it has endured.
Everyone caught under it tears,
will also know its pain.
Sky grows dark stretching as far as the eye can see.
All you can see is pain, pouring down from the sky.
But all I can say is little cloud, you don't need hurt anymore
Ascend above other clouds and have bright joyful look over the world
And let sun embrace you.
hey Jessup, how Brewfast going?
Said shady character, who drenched with death around him.
You wonder and ask, who are you.
He extends his hand reveal his bone.
You say it not my time,
he replies with,
But in due time my dear, but I am just hear give you warning.
I see that you have tears that soiled the ground. I am here,
To say you should find more better ground cry on because where you stand.
Not worthy of your tears. Or you could not cry.
But I am not sure why I would want to stop crying, Who you know now as Death
Shows you hour glass. Does this tell me when Will I die? Not even I have that power tell time when someone dies, only when they need to be taken. No this shows current time you have spent. This particular hour glass, contains all the times you will be hurt and all pain you gone through. It amazes me, that you managed keep it, grains of sand so small and weight very little.
Most hour glasses crack under the pressure. This tells me you have strong heart and something worth keeping in your life. So, my last bit of advice Brewfast. Don't cry, you have better things focus on. Pulls out larger, shining hour glass. What this you asked? well this hour glass that contains joy you are filled with and that not sand, that gold flakes.
Words have deepest impact on person soul,
We speak words sometimes make other people happy
sometimes Improve someone life.
And also sometimes, just have more positive effect on person.
Words are like spears. Sometimes you careless throw them and,
They hit something they not meant too.
You might miss and hit fellow villager, or injure something best left alone.
Be careful where you throw your spears because you don't want hurt or worse
Kill someone you hold dear and close to you and care about.
I know been careless with my spears and I might not be able take throw back
But I can feel sorry for throwing it and feel bad about what has happened.
And I am sorry.
Jessie goes visit local shaman,
After that visit they fell in love.
The local shaman and cute village girl,
Start having a relationship.
Everything going well, until
Village girl falls sick. Shaman,
Takes care of her in his house.
She stricken ill for 22 weeks,
he stayed their always for her,
Making sure she does not getting worse.
Using his skills, potions & magic
Bring her back to health.
He couldn't imagine life without her,
so He stayed with her.
Other local village women noticed his behavior.
When they realized, he became desirable man.
But, he only cared about Jessie only his eyes,
Focused on taking care for her.
She wakes up, and he tells her
He couldn't imagine life without her
So I stayed by your side for 22 weeks.
Jessie is relieved she is alive, and has local
shameman shaman for her life.
And she thanks him for it.