Part 4: We are only as blind as the others want us to be

(previously on Part Three)

As our silver hero struggle to comprehend the price he paid for his humanity and honor in solitary confinement, the winds stirred the flames of ambitions elsewhere.

When in peace, we grow complacent. When in peace, we throw caution to the wind. Yet, the hungry do not wait for the winds to change course. They crouch under the shadows, waiting for the wind to blow bits of dust into our eyes and temporary blind us with her soft caresses.

NEXT (Part Five: Hope is our demise)
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I daydream with my eyes wide open.


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