❝among countless stellars
swim admidst the cosmos and far
may you be duly freed❞
For you who has not come home,
I'm terribly disappointed. and sad.
my primogems are for naught. many weeks of absolute constraint.
how dare you not come home?
once again, i am enveloped in the F2P pain
along with my qiqi comes a jean..
for a poem just for the sake of poetry does not stir the one who has the adoration committed to the craft. for the verse comes the rhyme, a narrative to the melancholy tale of struggle and inevitable downfall of immeasurable karmic debts I have collected.
Dear travelers and lovely reader,
may your journey see clear skies
and golden comets favor you
this is probably the end of our small voyage
Thank you for reading.
YOU ARE READING
Drifting Thoughts
Fantasyahh, welcome. this is a short story dedicated to heartache. feel free to read. may kazuha wanters be kazuha havers!
