♡ 彡 friends: luna, scruffypenny, gemheart, jd & ag ✧・゚: *✧・゚:* I tend to wonder more than my intentions. Each of my wonders leave to the same place - and it is far from beautiful. It is a place that roots deep into my mind - so deep it comes back within the flesh. Everytime this thing happens, I go back to the idea that if I do not seal the flesh from myself, then I will never see the beautiful comer of light. If I do not look upon the light and see the one who put it there, than I will find myself in a place where the shadows have names. But I do not fear those, for their names are only words - but I know, by every living breath, by every air of life, that if I do not command the goer to go, then I will never see his divinity again. And that is why I stand, head upon the stake of life, waiting as if no else. .。・:*:(✿◕3◕) |