More than enough time has slipped through my fingers. I suppose this is a new start to the memories I have temporarily locked away. Only a few will have knowledge of the words I keep hidden and I am not entirely sure when my previous recorded thoughts may surface again.
My beloved companions have gone off exploring the Ancient Cities. The cities which I have only learned to love with each passing year. Of course I speak of Venice, Istanbul, Memphis in Egypt and many others I do not care to mention for it is too much for me to bear at this time.
For several long weeks I myself have traveled extensively and found that I craved the solitude of my home. Though, it is rather quiet now that I alone dwell within this small manor. The immense windowed doors are open to the softening glow of the coming day. It never ceases to amaze my senses when I can catch the scent of dawn, hear the faint songs of the morning birds in the distance and realize the heightened awareness that a new day is about to begin. Imagine, walking out onto the ground, feeling the cooled grass just underneath my bared feet, the crisp air carrying the pleasant aroma of flowers, the sun high above me...
Imagine, it is all I can do unless I wish to feel a twinge of pain as the sun bathes me with bittersweet light. I've done that many times but always I am left weakened and slightly ill. It takes a great deal to feel ill. I am not sad the ability to become hurt or sick is still with me despite my age. It serves as a reminder of my former days. Enough thoughts for one night. I am going to step out there and take a walk and watch as the sky turns from a beautiful blue-like gray to something purple and sun kissed. Then, I will take to my rest.
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