I sit in the dark, abandoned by light.
I left long ago, my departure not unnoticed.
They said I would regret it, leaving the Clan.
They think I abandoned them, but I did not.
I needed, what every youngling needs.
To explore, to learn, to make my own mistakes.
to learn the ways, of this big world, though small it still is.
For how am I expected to lead them, if I know not what lies beyond the lacy iron gates and stone walls of the Clan community?
I could not lead them, not the way they would need be lead. I would be a weakling, dependent upon those who seek to control. Dependent on those who see me as a puppet upon a string, to be led like a dog by silent, gloved hands, hidden from the world.
So here I sit, alone in the dark, gazing up at the black velvet night, the moon shining brilliantly against the velvet night.
I fear not the future, but rather..
I embrace it
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12:52 Oct 04 2011
Very nicely written