Ophillia

I am tired but I can not stop. This path is long and lonely in ways words will fail to adequately define. I am flesh and spirit and will. I can not stop, because to do so will delay my arrival. There is someone waiting for me who will make the journey worth it. I am sinew and bone and breath. I will not stop, because this one will need me as I need them, They will accept my aid and know it is not limitless. I am heart and hoof and hide. I must not stop, facing the barriers, I drive through. Certain that my way will not be lost even though I can not see. I am sweat and sound and scent. I shall not stop, for time does not and has already tr