Lucky Thirteen

A paved highway transforms to a dirt road, and a dirt road changes to an old path through the trees. A path that has been walked by so many others, but it is still new to you. I sit here every day and I think. I just think and I sit but that is all that has been done. I try to top what has already been placed and I push back the branches but I can no longer see the path that once lay before me. When I first start this blog topics would come easy to me stories would unfold before me and now I have drained my muse to nothing. I have enjoyed write for you and I hope you have enjoyed reading. I cannot continue to keep this blog up without going in a direction that I truly do not want to go. So I leave it behind like so many ruins that once held meaning and purpose to those who built them but now just hold decay and speculation for they're true purpose. One thing is certain and undeniable...
Always and ever I am The Destroyer of Worlds