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Chapter 14

Tika has come to believe that she has fooled herself,
With oracle eyes, she looked to the skies and put much of her life on the shelf.
Remembering the Swirling Sisters of the Sand Pits and the Mother of Exiles,
Lady Rarywey, Tika suddenly feels a burst of new health.

She had seen her final death but never stopped to catch her breath,
And now she looks upon whats left as if shes starting over fresh.

In her sleep, she awakens.
The spyglass tattoo is a lens to all the secrets forsaken.
She dreams she is flying to every battle ever taken,
To every lover she fled from because her heart was mistaken.
She was icy hot red, bled, breaking and shaken.
But one Mothers love and a little behaving,
Now was the season for a song in the making.

How about some mystery - how about we take it slow,
How about the little things - we could get lost in ourselves,
I try to cover you up - wrap you around me,
Feel all the air in my lungs - fill it with anything.

You lift me up every day - you are the highest note,
I breathe you in through my lungs - you are my helium.

You take the best of me - make it the centerpiece,
You take the worst of me - and tear all the pieces apart.
And through each offering - I breathe your helium.
Intoxicating as it flows - from my head to my heart.

You lift me up every day - you are the highest note,
I breathe you in through my lungs - you are my helium.