Everything that was mine to conquer

Aye,

mountains climbed with the blink of an eye

Country, craft, crown

Returned as though they had always belonged to me and I had simply

“I don’t remember the last time I slept in someone else’s bed”, I say to him, stiff as a scarecrow on the other side of his bed. He’s there in his place, the righth side, but not in that place right now, so I lie in peace on the left where he never goes…

“What’s your scary age?” she asks me. I have to ponder over the question for a minute before giving her an answer. Finally, I produce a vague “I don’t really know, 80 I think”, the question mark tone still lingering from the previous sentence. Sophie tells me this is not at all what she…