**“All in a golden afternoon, **
**under the skies of cloudless blue”**
I push forward to freedom
Where I can no longer see
The desolation I leave behind
Beyond the thick, fallen ash
Covering the cursed ground
That once thrived fertile
But now stripped to nothing
Is where I journey forth
Alone and unafraid of what
Lies ahead, what I seek
To hold in my shaking hands
As I refuse to look back
On t...