Sometimes I write things that make sense. Sometimes I don’t. Sometimes I’m trying to write the melody to a song I can’t quite hear but if I hum it enough it’ll connect through. This is one of those connection times. Things are moving, shifting, and swirling in the world. The lights in the sky don’t stay as still; the presences vibrating just out of eyesight are active and focused.
Even the dragons are taking notice, and they’ve suffered from apathy for untold thousands of years.
Some might say the world is becoming magical again. Those saying so often forget magic was the same as mundane. No grand awakenings.
Not unless it’s to the one song we all somewhat know…but not quite.