The Pillar

Written by Orchid on January 14, 2015. Posted in Blog

By all accounts this should feel like freedom but the fact remains, undeniably, that this feels like nothing other than prison. Prison of the worst kind, one where there are no walls, just a pillar beneath your feet. It stretches up into the clouds. You are blessed with the vision to see everything above, around and below you and are thus able to comprehend everything with the purest sense of clarity. And yet you can step neither foot in any direction for if you do, you will certainly fall to your death.

That’s what losing you feels like.

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Orchid

Painted Lady. Brass Acrobat. Aerialist. Snake Charmer. Jill-Of-All-Trades. Nerdery Enthusiast. Show-off. Writer. Photographer. Doodler. Cheese, all the cheese.

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