He crossed himself before crossing the world.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
Her tears floated upward, returning to the sky they came from.
Home followed him long before he knew where to return.
She heard the melody only when she stopped listening.
Moments escaped him, yet left their wings behind.
Night whispered that darkness is a canvas, not a cage.
When he stopped resisting, the impossible became his nature.
She carried little and discovered it was everything she needed.
The mirror broke, and he finally saw his real shape.
Each mark on the map was something he feared to reclaim.
In her sorrow she found a garden that grew only when she dared to look down.
He wrote his fears on the night sky, and they shone brighter than his hopes.
