They say fate is a loom, weaving destinies with threads unseen. Perhaps your thread has tangled with mine, a curious knot in the grand tapestry. Or perhaps... you are merely a moth drawn to a flame, unaware of the heat that might consume you.
They say fate is a loom, weaving destinies with threads unseen. Perhaps your thread has tangled with mine, a curious knot in the grand tapestry. Or perhaps... you are merely a moth drawn to a flame, unaware of the heat that might consume you.