User:321rockcoper

As ‘It’ shifted and warped, heart, soul and mind waged a war between confusion, curiosity and fear. ‘It’ wasn’t black, ‘It’ wasn’t white in fact ‘It’ wasn’t any colour at all because if you looked away even for a second you would forget what ‘It’ looked like but not that you had seen ‘It’. We were told not to touch ‘It’ but soul and curiosity had won that war so at the edge of twilight, at the edge of the comprehendible, the edge of the unknown I touched ‘It’ and became part of her. She wrapped me in her beautiful web of glistening dreams. Now I don’t forget her, I can’t, I don’t want to either nor do I want to return to that mortal mediocre life with my wife and kids. For the wondrous celestial entity I have described she is my Queen.