921.

As even in quests
for change, the tired still hangs
regularity.

920.

Choices left to the
responsibility of
its grudging bearer.

919.

Skylines still tinged with
the lingering hope of a
difference to last.

918.

Then the will to see
the machinations of a
new day to the end.

917.

Enough of tired,
passive melodrama here.
Restarts just need push.

916.

Reminders of the
past litter this landscape in
a disjointed mess.

915.

A new day dawns with
nothing but time different
from the one before.