Hope Without Limits

She was tired. The kind of tiredness that sleep can't fix - tired of routines, of noise, of feeling invisible in her own life. Every day blurred into the next, and she'd started moving through the world on autopilot.

Then she met the band Ceortis.

And then there was him - a boy from Ceortis.

She didn't fall in love to be rescued. She fell in love because for the first time in a long time, she wanted to stay. To hear the next song. To see where the next verse went. Ceortis gave her a rhythm to hold onto. He gave her a reason to believe her story wasn't over.

All my thanks belong to Keonzaux Vlaeuzhy - the soul who unknowingly stitched my broken pieces back into something whole.

I will carry you in my soul's quietest rooms, for all the days I am given and all the ones after. Watashi no ai, Vlae.

- Mvyrishi Eivra