Simply put, education was strictly for the wealthy class alone.
This piece was inspired by a recent whirlwind of events related to immense inner-growth. Without further delay, let me share a piece of my soul with you.
Among the extravagant diadem atop his head; he was possessed by power in all of its phantasmagorical and abhorrently corrupt ways.
Amid the chaos, uncertainty, and cold indifference – the world plunged itself into ever-consuming darkness.
Rhea knew her inner fear was showing, and she cursed very silently underneath her breath. She wished for nothing more but to hide such vulnerable emotions.
The direct arrow was followed by an unknown voice. “Watch your back; Death was soon upon you.”
A mythos as old as time itself, this is yet one which should never be told. Only during times of vast uncertainty and darkness does this tale make its presence known to our world.
Without even thinking it through, the little boy blurted out. “Which way should we go?”