Baskadia

Yes it's you.

I choose you, to heal and to break.

I breathe you deeply, my own very ethismos.

I always choose you Silas, you know its you.

I'm yours to extirpate, just don't leave me.

As I held you for the last time, pain and agony down my throat, I realized that..... time flies and memories fade but its, you. Always and forever.....