Rest.

Slow and steady breaths. Every little effort, all for the sake of recovery. Recuperation.

There are no echoes of long boisterous chatter. No rumbles of endless footsteps. No stresses fouling the air from all the tiresome duties. No influx of folk that don’t matter.

I love it. This change of flow. This quiet energy. This is the way I fell into her arms. This calm serenity. Void of all madness. I want her to stay this way. But I know…

I know how she is truly supposed to be. I know she is quite different to how she feels right now. Of course I know. I grew up right beside her. And she beside me.

I watched her grow. My goodness, has she grown… All the little features of her dress. All the larger details of her look. The charm of her voice. The grace of her song. She is no longer a treasure hidden from all eyes. But now she is a wonder. A wonder whom all the worlds recognize well. She has brought welcome to so many of the strangers of the countless worlds out there. And they love her for that.

This city. The capital. Our sweet Tempered city. I know how great she has become. I know she can only grow into something greater.

But for now, she rests. And as selfish as this may be. I don’t want that to change.

As I said before, I want her to stay this way. Quiet. Free from all chaos and free from all order. I want her to remain as my nice peaceful home. The place I truly find rest.

I walked her streets, today. Quiet. Free. Not how I remembered her flow after noon. Not ever. But I know this calm won’t last forever.

So, let me cherish her as she is. Calm. At peace.

You should see her. You really should.

Love from yours truly

-Daniel Roy