A simple carving... words that flood my mind and soul tonight... Placing the carved driftwood on the desk with a simple blue candle resting above the words. The spark of realization and the illumination warmth and beauty it gives. Smiling at the simple decoration but its deep personal meaning it has for me.
Glancing to the chest and moving to return it to its closet still too painful to deal with right now. Hiding it away again... perhaps once and for all if rl continues its ruthless actions with My angel. Looking to a single feather resting on the pillow and smiling. The feather can remain for now free from being cast into the darkness of the trunk and the past.
Moving to the bed and curling up beneath the warm covers with a smile dreams begin dancing easily...