Hemlocked Heart

Sadness embarks across the ocean of reality towards peace.

She is guided by the pale twinkle of logic and fear. Companions that observe her coldly, waiting silently to throw her off course.

Perhaps Sadness will never reach her destination, but the rhythmic swell of her skiff on the waves nourishes her resolve.

She is encased in the moonless sky's vast darkness that has risen to meet the seas. Suspended in the melancholy.

None of the others would venture here, none could.

She is alone in the serenity of the ocean made just to confine her.

Lost in the expanse. Rudderless and drained. Sadness waits, smiling.