It was an old form and effortless. Less medium then fair. Eager but not soaring.
Shot from a fort of demonic sages.

Can you feel it. You can. The insides. Stewing about the within. Liquid you should not see. If you do it is too late. It now knows you know it’s there. In there flowing around. It helped him. He remembered. The voice that was as she claimed ‘all over the place’ in her accent while she waved her long hands with a golden touch. Leftovers. That voice cooed at the delight of them that disappeared to his amazement. Licking her fingers one by one the golden touch glazed with the vestiges an after feast. The golden touches were cleaned by her mouth. The mouth from the sound of all over came from. The sound was like a symphony that he thought would keep him awake forever like arms that hold you tightly through the night that you cannot arise from.

Now he was in the now nowhere near the sound of all over the place. There would be no more all over because the voice of this place was no longer. The now place was a grid that he walked around intuitively. He knows every corner. How may paces for each box. There is no path to foreign sands of suns or wide streets of cities with no peaks. He was himself.

It was left of his door. Past the Karate school. Locked to an upside down ‘u’ shaped steel bar. He left it there during the summer as he was using it quite often. The weather began to turn cool the motivation for riding lessened as was the desire to bring it back up within the safety of the inner sanctum. He passed it by occasionally checking to see if the street had not subtracted something from it. It was a test. Testing is not something someone who holds their possessions dearly often does. What was it. A procrastination really. One day the test proved to his wallet that it could be forced once again to make room for moths as it was necessary to replace the rear wheel. Someone else’s wallet would be temporarily filled once again. Perhaps. The remainder was brought once again into the fold and would wait for it’s return to wholeness once the warmth returned to the air.