Maeadelaine Stories

2: The last thing I know is that we're trying to make things right... but we failed, didn't we?

1: Through an enticing flame, I walked on, giving heat to the core of this lonely body filled with air and a heart. Unable to feel, I wasn't able to feel the soul I was standing before-a soul that was here before me. During the darkest nights, in silence, she bawls, crying out the pieces of her porcelain heart. During the brightest noons, I was there hearing the noise with the flame, conquering the truths the light unearths.