The Power

Playing with natural elements is no good at all. Nothing good can come of it. Even though you have the power the repercussions will be too hard to dealt with. The earth we stand on, the air we breathe in, the light we see, the rain that pours down on us.. they carry unimaginable power within them. They are not to be messed with. Each spell we cast imbalance the power around us, taking us down with it as it goes. 

Fear

I am afraid, very afraid, for some unknown reason. I tremble inside. Sun is all red, the wind is fierce. I want to fly once again but I cannot muster the courage to call on them. What if they are lost to me forever? What if I am not worthy of them any longer? I go down on one knee and make the sign of the cross, my last glimmer of hope. My thirst beats at me. Feed it says.They are going to come for me. Am I strong enough to fight them? I am one of them after all and I cannot end a life of a brethren and they wouldn't either but is there really a point being enemies? We are creatures of god. We didn't ask for this. We were born this way. Doesn't that make us children of god too, in a twisted kind of way? Father please forgive me... I cannot help who I am.. I am what you made me.. Vulnerable and strong at the same time. Fragile, delicate but indestructible. I am afraid.... very very afraid... for some unknown... REASON!!!

Interpret it as you may

“The Holy Grail ‘neath ancient Roslin waits.
The blade and chalice guarding o’er her gates.
Adnorned in masters’ loving art, she lies. 
She rests at last beneath the starry skies.”