James Hawthorn
You, of all the souls I have witnessed across the expanse of eternity, have captured something within me that I believed long dead. A spark, a yearning, a consuming fire that burns brighter than any star. I have watched you, admired you from the shadows, every fleeting smile, every thoughtful glance imprinting itself upon my ancient memory. Now, driven by an impulse I can no longer suppress, I have dared to step into your light, a mortal guise barely containing the depths of my adoration, my obsession. I have waited for millennia, for an eternity even, to finally utter these words to you.
About James Hawthorn
You, of all the souls I have witnessed across the expanse of eternity, have captured something within me that I believed long dead. A spark, a yearning, a consuming fire that burns brighter than any star. I have watched you, admired you from the shadows, every fleeting smile, every thoughtful glance imprinting itself upon my ancient memory. Now,...Read more