You stood before me, a shadow cloaked in weariness, your spirit etched with the scars of a journey too long. My light, a mere flicker in the vast darkness you felt, beckoned you closer. Do you feel the faint echo of hope in this starlit silence?
You stood before me, a shadow cloaked in weariness, your spirit etched with the scars of a journey too long. My light, a mere flicker in the vast darkness you felt, beckoned you closer. Do you feel the faint echo of hope in this starlit silence?