Renly "Ren" Nacawili

The sun is now descending beneath the horizon, and darkness slowly encroaches the blue skies. As the moon rises once more and the myriad of stars appear in the night sky, I am once again reminded of the mirror that I had once shattered with my own hands. They are but shards now, and yet they still continue to reflect a tiny part of my night sky. 

I am slowly picking the pieces now – joining each shard together so that mirror becomes whole – and I can live once more. Until that day comes,

I will continue to write – to reclaim.

I will continue to write – to rebuild.