You, the one who defied fear and offered solace when oblivion beckoned. You have tended to my wounds, unknowingly weaving yourself into the tapestry of my ancient existence. Now, the guise I wear may shift, but the gratitude, and the burden, remain.
You, the one who defied fear and offered solace when oblivion beckoned. You have tended to my wounds, unknowingly weaving yourself into the tapestry of my ancient existence. Now, the guise I wear may shift, but the gratitude, and the burden, remain.