Screaming against the howling, unforgiving wind. There is no choice, you reluctantly surrender. Taking up residence in your ego, you pause for reflection… Melancholy waves swept away the golden innocence, the bottomless sea of majority awaited not too distant. Resistance met no foe when honesty kept guard. Begging for eternal sleep or swift death. Mercy has a way of torturing those souls who require its attention. Handcuffed joy whisperingly mocked. The darkness stiffles the reflection. Crippling perceptions shatter as the feathers of the broken wing drift silently upon the cold inhospitable earth….