An inkling of something from nothing has broken free and come unhinged.
I doubt we have stood in line so long just to turn around and come back later.

Who new blue Shew?!?

What's a masked Marauder look like peeking outside her shadows, twinkling like timed Christmas tree lights on an Eve with no presence?

I don't care for 20/20 in a life with no Zen on a scale without balance ranking 5 out of 10.
"Go back to the front!!", scream ten Stone men.

Who new blue Shew?!?

"...just what, why and when??"
black Crow down, caws the cackle of Raven.

I'm sick of being broken
...let me come unhinged.