For Martyna.
My best friend and biggest fan.
Back Track
Traveling through the mountains that are pregnant with a winter breeze, a light grey haze slowly forces itself into my line of sight.
As we travel at this remarkable speed, the haze becomes brighter and brighter, slowly engulfing more and more of my surroundings.
With each passing second, everything that I see forms one image.
They become the spectacle that is my future.
I’m still young and have no way to interpret what I have seen.
This revelation of greatness lain out before me.
I have faith that it is of great importance, so I keep it with me at all times until the day
I am tall enough to fashion it out of wood and show myself what it is to be a man.
Misdirection
My best friend and biggest fan.
Back Track
Traveling through the mountains that are pregnant with a winter breeze, a light grey haze slowly forces itself into my line of sight.
As we travel at this remarkable speed, the haze becomes brighter and brighter, slowly engulfing more and more of my surroundings.
With each passing second, everything that I see forms one image.
They become the spectacle that is my future.
I’m still young and have no way to interpret what I have seen.
This revelation of greatness lain out before me.
I have faith that it is of great importance, so I keep it with me at all times until the day
I am tall enough to fashion it out of wood and show myself what it is to be a man.
Misdirection