A Horse With No Name – Part 1
I missed having my refuge.
I missed having my dreams.
No matter how rough my life has been beating upon me this year, I had always been able to rely on the oasis of my night-time wanderings. I could leave, go far away from all the pain and sorrow, and visit worlds unknown. I could shroud myself, and sojourn across the surface of a thousand new Earths, each more spectacular than the last.
I tried to change my schedule. I tried to sleep during the day, and function during the night. That attempt is over. I shall have my armor back. I shall journey once more. I am richer for them, and by extension so is everyone else.
Today, I wish to share my newest wandering with you. I believe it is something we shall both enjoy.
A Horse With No Name, Part 1