She stepped gently and found heaven below her.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
It glowed not because it remembered, but because it couldn’t.
Night exhaled, and morning entered him like a promise.
It carried him to places he swore he’d forgotten.
Every heart he touched left a story in him.
He wandered until wandering became direction.
It revealed more than he wished to see.
He heard music in ruins and finally understood history.
It repeated his fears until he learned to speak differently.
Silence guided him more kindly than any voice.
He drifted through dreams shaped by his waking fears.
She realized her prison had never been real.
