CarveMe_Out
On the crossroads, someday the souls will rejoice once more in solidarity.
That day will never becoming. It's there to make pitiful mocking of the two.
One yearns for the gratitude & dedication that persisted onwards, another sits in solitude with endless infinite wisdom.
A vicious ending occurs, there's nothing to be done. How the story must be unfolded. Unfolded but unpredicted. Something flawed in its realm, something to desire and give solace into. It's wrong, all the wrongs in one place that should have not existed.
IT'S HERE.