AbandonedAbandoned in the rainHe left meleft...Alone I stand in the cold wet nightwith crushed dreams on the ground before meand a broken heart held in my handsWhen will it end?When will I be loved?When can I be defended?Never; it will never endnever will I be lovedno one will ever defend meThe rain falls upon my broken existence,for I have been abandonedand that is how it will remain.
Odyssey Into 2012: Ch 1She stands, observing her dimly lit surroundings. To her left and her right stand walls. Walls that stand as tall as the eye can see, and extend as far back as a man could walk. Crudely etched in the stone walls are words. The identity of scribes and the age of the carvings have been lost with time. These words are in several different languages, many of which she cannot read. Some are written in symbols she has never seen before. Deceit.Lies.Scandal.Underground.Japan.Access.Don't.Light.Threshold.Eight.Chosen.Zephyr.Perhaps these scribes had began a journey similar to the one she will embark on. Perhaps these are warnings. Perhaps these are clues. She traces the script with her finger. What was their fate? Had they attempted to achieve the goal she cannot name, yet feels destined to complete?She walks towards the gate, continuing to follow the words with her hands. The gate, crafted from dark blue metal, is cool to the touch. It has swung wide open, a