Washing up on the shores of my life after being tossed adrift on the flames of Flambeaux Fire at ‘The Calling: Episode 2.’ Everything is still crackly around the edges, and tinged with the smell of metal and fumes. Was it all a dream? Yes, but one that we dreamed together, and so it was true.
I rode a steel horse through the fiery halls of dreamland singing songs of shadow and light, but now I am Kai again. The the rattle is patient, the songs wait, the strings on my guitar hiss and moan. Rhymes swirl around in my head, and rhythms twitch in my limbs. Somehow they are brighter and more urgent, brought to the surface by the heat of the spirit fire conjured last week. I got close enough to the flame for it to mark me, and I carry a spark back with a song in my heart.
(Oh, and I feel deeper in love with my spirit steed by Adrian Landon. What can I say, we were made for each other. **sigh**)