I make an act of faith toward all mankind, Where doubts would linger and suspicions brood.I make an act of joy toward all sad hearts, Where laughter pales and tears abound.I make an act of strength toward feeble things, Where life grows dim and death draws near.I make...
Transformation isn't sweet and bright. It's a dark and murky, painful pushing. An unraveling of the untruths you've carried in your body. A practice in facing your own created demons. A complete uprooting before becoming. from Edge of Wonder
"I have come," said a deep voice behind them. They turned and saw the Lion himself, so bright and real and strong that everything else began at once to look pale and shadowy compared with him.