An excitement for the offering of life dressed with a brave face and a weak but questioning smile – overwhelming and fantastically beautiful. The highest platform now may be a neatly cut stack of FT’s but this purpose, intangible by the human angle, kneels gratefully at His Throne. Reliance may deceive them but it is only with Him. May our burdens benefit His Beloved. The elegantly cloaked prospect of the truest of human loves collapses to the left, clutching at her side, whilst the foreboding of nightmares cutting their way into reality gently strokes the back. One sleeve is clipped to the side of this red building as pages ruffle before the door and the ticking pulses through each sense. If my teeth fall white and heavy among the snakes, brightly coloured and fanned, they will be glistening, stunning in Glory.