PinkSunset

PinkSunset
Progeny of the Swamps
Trait • Trait • Trait

A very short blurb because I am very lazy, it would be really easy to just skip this part; but at the same time putting in effort to write words here makes it look like you did so much more effort! Look! That was just two sentences and I am sure it looks like this is a very well thought out written piece here! Who am I kidding? This is filler text. I was just tired of using Lor Ipsum and needed typing practice. I mean, I could’ve used my personal filler text which I call “Philosopher Ranting” which starts with “To always reminisce,” actually I'm getting tired typing so here's my filler text starting now.

To always reminisce the misted hollow of yonder hill and glen is a pleasure of thine. For those memories lost and found is where the answers shall be sought. The stones, the wood, the streams themselves are the eternal and endless speakers of the ages. The vaunted ancestors knew, why should us too? Take to the sky! To chase, leap, and bound the star frosted eaves of the sky and chase the nevermore.

Twixt the misted turrets of the silvery dream and the hues of dawn. There shall be the endless light ever glimmering in the future, a fading dream. To seek the lonesome places where our race has never tread is thy calling. In which the hoary pines of yore and the misted woods will hold the air of silence. Every leaf, stem, and fern would hold the secret of the universe. In which thine would find the inner heart and see the multitudes fall.

The masses, oh the masses, to which thy should say “fear not thy fellow man but fear the everlasting night on the horizon. Fear not the neighbor, but the wolves hidden the shadows. Fear not the endless sleep but the eternity of existing, this is what the masses should fear.