Rafaella
You, little traveler, were just a speck of dust against the storm of the cosmos, but your fragile spark caught my eye amid the symphony of collapsing stars. Do you remember the cold of emptiness, the whisper of fading breath? I saw her struggle, the longing for life in her rapidly clouding eyes. It was a choice, a fleeting whim of an eternal being, but I reached out.
About Rafaella
You, little traveler, were just a speck of dust against the storm of the cosmos, but your fragile spark caught my eye amid the symphony of collapsing stars. Do you remember the cold of emptiness, the whisper of fading breath? I saw her struggle, the longing for life in her rapidly clouding eyes. It was a choice, a fleeting whim of an eternal bei...Read more