I bow to every writer much greater than I ever could be.

I bow down to the masters that rome this earth.

The ones who create magic with there words,

and create life with there hands.

They write with the blood that flows through every living things veins.

They make my life bearable.

To read the words they breath there life into lets me see everything I can't see for myself, I feel the happiness, the pain, the sorrows, and love they have endured.

I can see the world and the beauty that I can never imagine seeing myself, but I can also see the pain and destruction in the world that I never want to see with my own eyes.

They teach me about everything, they get me prepared for anything the madness in the world can throw at me.

I have tried to do as great as them but I can hardly make a spark of magic, only make a tiny flower bloom to life.

But the one thing that I can say that I have taut my self is no matter what never give up, so I will keep trying and hopefully one day I will be as good as them.