Faith disappears as fast as the faint flame after a candle is blown. But if some could ever blow the world away, only relying on a dying spark of hope then it would be them.

The angel on their shoulder softly whispers : ❝ pieces of art are reckoned as such long after their creator is gone, what makes you think it isn't the same with humans ? ❞

They purposely raise their voice to drown the distraction caused by their conscience : ❝ I don't want to live forever. I won't be of any use once my fire goes out in smoke.

I won't be a wasted shot in the dark of the night, I will light the sky up and it doesn't matter if I crash and burn as long as I get all the way up there.

They think we're afraid of heights but they will no longer look down on us once we invade their holy place. ❞

Fates are sealed and destiny is like a mischievous kid, who's to say the oaths they've made and principles they hold so dear to their hearts won't be consumed in the fire of their souls ?

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a l o h a my beauts! you may or may have not noticed that I've been gone the longest I've ever been and long story short, I was busy putting my life together - which was emotionally exhausting I have to admit.

but yeah, I am better now and the experiences I've been through this year actually helped me to realize so many important things about myself. of course one of the bright side also is, shit loads of inspiration for a new project of mine which hopefully you will enjoy.

It's almost 1 am here so I will just leave you with this for now, feel free to drop by and share your thoughts and / or in my pms since I lo-lo-love them. have a wonderful day, take care xx