The Beginning
Empty… the abysmal space. Fearful powers, silent as the whisper, falling of nothingness. In pools, in rivers and floods, the ocean of empty hearts swivels. Endlessly, calculating, rising above and beyond to the echoing of The Heart Beat. One heart, two voices, and the rage. Kindness, goodness, and righteous rage in living. Hatred, jealousy, and tainted lust in death defying. A kingdom of hearts lies empty and weak in the blinding openness of secluded space. Between the others, in the center of them all, a single heart immersed in sadness… in loneliness.
Crack… CRACK! A sliver… a tear. A heart beat; now