Upon an Apotheosis night, was The Spell cast, to bring forth the rains to replenish the land. And so the hellements stirred in flux, one season blending with another, storm after storm, destruction and contruction, that the scales be balanced. The atmosphere tranforms like the environment, to preserve favorable conditions. And so it is.
Composed in between work, cups of tea, cigarettes and some warnings about how the calm weather outside is slowly changing. The thoughts about my beloved comfort me and make me battle the storm courageously, for, SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL!
