At the end of this blackened night I shall set out on a journey, the likes of which only bards recite. But first I shall gather strength through rest. Then welcome dawn, the messenger, carrier of song of mornings, a gentle breeze through open windows, the smell of rising bread in baking and children’s laughter unmistaken. I must bid thee farewell as my journey is long with shadows of peril awaiting; you must remain strong no matter how long I take, to return from the fields of glory.
About The Author
Hayden Veil
In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.