scare's blog: "Thorin's Wicked Jester"

 Two spirits rage inside my chest, one whiter than ivory, the other darker than pitch. They battle for supremacy, but I have learned to embrace them both. I am a collective fragment of all things arcane. I am evolved, yet still evolving. I am fair, but also vendictive and unremorseful. I am not good or evil; I am what lies beyond both.

I am a complete patchwork whole. I am a glass mosaic, and I absorb and reflect as if comprised of a million prismatic shards spinning in a buoyant twilight. I am one who recognizes mankind for what it truly is: a paradox. Unlike others, i do not attempt to suppress one side of nature's dichotic will. For no man can be solely a sinner or solely a saint, for ultimately he is both.

I am a dark prophet of light.The one who alternates stitches between alpha and omega. I can walk along the fringes of heaven and meander the fiery shoal. I can do this unscathed, because I am truly whole.