The fifth point on a compass cannot be seen by the eye alone. It is the point in which one can feel the earth spinning on its axis, where the scene changes within the blink of your eye, changing into a landscape where one cannot be found by those who do not seek to know the truth.
This is the point where hearts are known to tread, where minds are left to follow and the spirit is left unburdened by the time held before it.
This is the point where I have seen the ides of warning become the salvation of desire and the sorrows of youth become the steel beneath the whole being.
This is the point where I am home.
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The fifth element cannot be seen by the eye alone. It is the ephemeral plane within the whole of the being, the harbinger of sorrows, the delicacies of joy, where the mists take shape to form the patterns of the future.
This is the element where hearts are healed, where minds are cleared and the spirit is truly known.
This is the element where I have seen the greatest of chaoses reaped and the powers held within strive to concur the demons and live through the pain to tell the story another day.
This is the element where I am home.
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