It happened so suddenly…
20 years it seems, I have been in this place. A forever changing place, but at the same time, always the same. For I am trapped within these dreaded walls. I don’t mind it, though. For, within these walls, I collect lost souls.
Oh. No. Not those lost souls. The damned are not welcome here. For there is only one that is damned that walks these floors. That would be me. The caretaker of this place. But I am getting a bit ahead of myself, aren’t I?
Let me introduce myself.
I am Kaelan and this is my tea shop.
Care for a spot of tea?
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I began this little journey over two years ago and this is as far as its gotten. I don’t see myself much as a writer as some of my friends are. They can do 50k words in a mere amount of days and it takes me years to even dig myself out of a puzzlement of a story I have brewed in my head. One day, I’m sure I will find where this story is going. Maybe, like one friend had for a time, I need a “muse.” Someone to inspire that spark to continue the story. I see it as part autobiographical, part science fiction. A peek inside the world within my head. The “souls” I’ve collected in time, the demons I face.
Perhaps. Though, tonight isn’t that night to delve into it. No. But the story keeps returning to my head. Maybe soon it will be time for it to be told. We shall see. Maybe I will just start by pushing myself to post more here. To write more about life and my hobby as a photographer. Baby steps, you see.