It’s been ages since you last posted, with a deluge of images at that.
I have resigned myself to the idea that this dialogue of ours was no longer to continue. I say this without drama, only with facts that calm me knowing that, this may have ended, but something continues outside of it.
Yet you replied, made your move, in a chess game where the set pieces waited, gathered dust, cobwebs and all.
I make my move, and like the chess pieces, wait patiently.
*old chess set with medieval pieces.