We wear our devotion like armour, knowing full well it rusts.| Random Specific Thoughts
A sacred stillness permeates the atmosphere as they close their eyes and feel the moonlight shimmer on their eyelids.| Random Specific Thoughts
I feel like I'm holding a lit match between my fingers, waiting to see which burns first: the curiosity or the red silence.| Random Specific Thoughts
fingerprints, history and stories| Random Specific Thoughts
He talks to his gods and sings for us, mortals.| Random Specific Thoughts