"The Edge of Chaos" by Eric von Bayer Sonic waves washed over me as whispers intruded weaving like strands of a tapestry wrapping and enfolding my consciousnes Tumbling over me a cacophany discordant sometimes like quicksilver flowing and merging I lose myself in the thunder it becomes my reality and in the echoing distance I fall, melody passing from my lips in an exhilerated keen... And it all fades... But echos... echos of it's distant melody haunt my thoughts.