Tuesday, 1st September 2009 at 01:21
Forty Martyrs.
It is as if they’ve fallen from the ground up. Children, who aspire to be more. They station themselves in caves with no exits, an existence without a sky. Lost forever to the world begot, the world behold, and never taking the time to live. The toll is rising. What are we to do? Leave them in the dust. It is the highest humankind can ever dream to experience.
