"You let go and landed on your feet, and it felt so sweet..."

Hey everyone! For all of you who are reading Obsidian, I haven't abandoned it, I've just been super busy trying not to fail at life, hence the delay between updates! Expect the next chapter faaaairly shortly...I won't keep you waiting too much longer!

"Bottle up your smile, and pour it in a cup,

Yeah, I'll be on my way, once I've sobered up..."

If they be two, they are two so
As stiff twin compasses are two ;
Thy soul, the fix'd foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if th' other do.

And though it in the centre sit,
Yet, when the other far doth roam,
It leans, and hearkens after it,
And grows erect, as that comes home.

Such wilt thou be to me, who must,
Like th' other foot, obliquely run ;
Thy firmness makes my circle just,
And makes me end where I begun.

(my favorite extract from A Valediction Forbidding Mourning)

-John Donne.