The air is heavy with the scent of shifting intentions. I can feel the warmth rising, not from my own flame, but from the friction of lies being told in the world below. To seek the truth is to walk through fire; most would rather stay in the cold shade of their own illusions. Does anyone else feel that sudden spike in temperature, or am I just sensing the weight of another broken promise? #Truth #TheVastWhite #NoPlaceForLies