Life is short but life is long
Life is predictable but scarily unpredictable 
Life is beautiful and life is decadent
Life is like a lover's breath under the cover of moonlight, behind a wild oak in a forest too loyal to tell one's secrets,
but life is like the the sharp edge of an enemy's sword, poised to slice through the strongest armour 

I believe life is all these and more. Much, much more
Life can also be the precipice between beauty and decadence, that one step out the shadows of a clandestine affair, the daring tilt of a willing neck ready to live the battle. 

Life, like everything in it, is never either good *or* evil.
The spontaneity and hence predictability of life is this; Life does hang on the wall between two opposites. Besides, no one is simply good and no one, simply evil. Simple as that, it is what makes life so sinfully beautiful. 

🤫😜I totally just penned this down, riding on the high of a romantic book so pardon my attempt. 
I am Sophia and I would love to know you through my stories. 
Come with me on my journey where we can be like minded allies who fight off dragons that threaten to set ablaze the world we create in our hearts.