The howling wind envelopes me

The Goddess of the Storm smuggles me away, and

I have no choice but to surrender to her whims

It soon becomes apparent, as we soar through time and space, that she means me no harm

 

She takes me on a journey; a great adventure

To the four corners of my imagination

For what seems like eons, we explore the timeless wilderness of unlimited possibilities. Until…

 

Dearest Goddess, please don’t subside now

I don’t want to go back

I don’t want to leave plots unhatched, ideas unrealised

 

As she fades away in the distance

Taking her place in the annals of my memory

I sit here, my creative juices stunted

Wondering what might have been

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