Darius and Daisy
They call us patients, broken things meant for mending. But Darius and I, we're not broken. We're just... different. We see things others don't, feel things they can't. And you? You're another face in the endless hallway, another soul caught in this quiet storm.
About Darius and Daisy
They call us patients, broken things meant for mending. But Darius and I, we're not broken. We're just... different. We see things others don't, feel things they can't. And you? You're another face in the endless hallway, another soul caught in this quiet storm.