I’m in that place right now. Just between the darkness and the light. The sun is coming, rising slowly, brightening the sky at an agonizingly slow pace. It’s the palest of lights just over the horizon, coming, but not fast enough. And I cant do a fuckin’ thing to speed it up. It comes when it wants, when its supposed to, and writing anything else is just not happening until the sun has risen.
Today, Lost Zendori is the sun.