As requested by Liolira of Calenture, a poem.
~We Continue~
A cool breeze wafts through the City as it lifts a woman's damp locks from her forehead after battle.
The breeze brings the unmistakable scent of cinnamon and apples, filling the air as a baker works at his ovens at the top of Totality.
Ghosts of dreamers past whisper in the night along the Trinity paths in hushed tones, mixing with the rustling leaves.
Laughter and easy conversation between teachers and students, echo in the Library.
Elders visit, steadfast in their duty and companionship, bringing smiles and affirmation to the downhearted.
In Threshold, tempers flair over recent events and the aura of the room becomes as a pall, heavy and thick with tension.
Old and dear friends appear unexpectedly, bringing joy and jubilance to lift the onerous curtain.
Dreamers race up the mountain avoiding many obstacles, competing for the grand prize.
Newly awakened find their way in this strange and different place, helped along by the benevolent.
Some mourn those they have lost while others rejoice in those they have found.
We continue to dream...
~Cia
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~Practice patience and silent reflection in a moment of anger ~ It will save you infinite moments of regret~