✷ 𝐁. [𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙥] CLOSED

║ ...let the smoke rise

         I found an abandoned shop on the east street; the street itself is deserted and empty. No one lurks here because of the chaos it hides. But there's no chaos here, there's only calm, there's only remnants of people who once found this place as their humble abode and now that they're gone, silence has taken over. Unfortunately, no one lives here now, only a few, an odd bunch I befriended. The east street, it lies away from the city, away from the celestial guards, away from the strict eye—I can start my project here.

          It took me a while to set up a cryptic repository, the arcane thought of starting an emporium where "suppressed" citizens would visit... and they'd ask me for my art—I would create as they'd like me to, it'd be their imagination after all.

          But I strive to make my coven a safe place for the ones who choose to dream, for the ones who aren't under the control of The Celestials and choose to express themselves artistically and freely. I would be the one to paint their canvas, but it would be their thoughts and sentiments.

          With this notion in my head, I was delighted to help others; since it was your dream too, was it not? I'll miss you, and hope you stay forever with me by being the brightest shining star in the sky. Thank you for making me passionate about my project and thank you for giving me the strength.

          So, it's time to start.