Everything is safely stored in the Archives
It took almost dying to realize that aging isn’t a curse. It’s a privilege.
”...the wind of multiple wings rustling in the distance, gracefully whispering the ingredients of a miracle…”
I am coming home to you with my own blood in my mouth.
And I am coming home to you if it’s the last thing that I do.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map