“Sometimes we lay aside our own troubles when we wipe away another's tears.”
—Seneca
By techgnotic (https://www.deviantart.com/techgnotic)
Apart...
Is no longer alone
T
his life is not easy; a winding, sometimes whimsical, sometimes tragic journey that ultimately finds terminus in the same common destination for each of us. No matter the brave, fierce constructs we build and serve that would have us believe we are each one of us all alone as we make this journey, we make our way toward the end of all things side-by-side in our community of the living each day defying death. Our paths may be wildly divergent—the way of the hungry and impov
There is a storm and a tree.
The storm is angered and lashes out at the tree.
The tree is bare and raw, bleeding internally and externally.
The storm leaves it to suffer and freeze in the upcoming winter.
A new layer of bark is grown quickly, this one much more strong and resistant, and the tree survives the harsh winter.
Realizing it's mistake, the storm comes once more to see the tree.
Too late...
The tree is with a new set of clouds that allows it access to the sun and many bright days.
Becoming angry once more, the storm sets to corrupt the non-storm.
A wonderful place to outrun reality,
A beautiful place to let your imagination fly,
A place with no limits,
A place for horror, romance, happy endings, death, despair, ect.
My favorite place in all the universes that do or don't exist :)