unwoven hearts ✶ aib | chishiya shuntaro

The Red String of Fate was a myth that was whispered between the souls and the skies. It said to guide two destined hearts across lifetimes, undeterred by distance or time. But belief is a fragile thing. To tether one's sense of self to a thread is to be haunted by the silence at the other end.

Yet still, hands reach---for fate only weaves through hearts willing enough to be bound.

Inspired by @rainsoughtflowers' "the flowers bloom"