It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really
mattered.
Full of darkness and danger, they were.
And sometimes you
didn't want to know the end.
Because how could the end be happy?
How
could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened?
But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness
must pass.
A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer.
Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant
something, even if you were too small to understand why.
But I think I do understand. I know now.
Folk in those stories had lots
of chances of turning back, only they didn't.
They kept going. Because
they were holding on to something.
There's some good in this world... and it's worth fighting for.
Blesings,
Reyna
Oh goodness, darling! I cannot EVEN begin to describe how much I love, adore, and just awwwww<3 this post! Well said indeed, and how very true it 'tis!
ReplyDeleteBlessings -
~ Aspen
*chokes and falls to the floor in a dead faint* Oh. My. Word. I was literally planning to do a post about the power of stories, too! I can't. I JUST CAN'T.
ReplyDeleteBrilliant, brilliant! The way you did this was just...gah. Beautiful.