Silas 'Seven-Skill' Madison

[Silas]

There's this thing about writing.

It's not that it's a chore, or a pleasure.

You write these things down as if people will believe what you say.

They don't.

It's just words on a page.

Letters in the sea of paragraphs.

That's how I like to think of myself.

I am a tree in the forest of the world.

I grow. I bend. I break.

I am broken. Was broken.

Mending is the worst time. You - I am so vulnerable.

I'm vulnerable. You might not notice it.

Did you take that second look?

I do. I always do. I like to look. I like to collect.

I work. Overwork, to be more precise.

I like the quiet. When you're running. Sound of your steps ever so soft.

Maybe it's relaxing. Running. Or working. It relaxes me, I think.

Oh yeah. The Lord. He's a part of my life.

He's killed me. His might is like none other I've heard of.

Hopefully His grace guides me. His strength empowers me.

I only have two things I'm a part of here.

The clan and His followers. Odd, I know.

To not be called to a guild. By a guild. There just isn't that connection.

What's next? More work. More running.