An aspiring dandelion craving to kiss the sky but with banyan my roots are entangled to flourish through the land. A hushing whisper of winds and a mirthless sky wrapped in Stars. Words don't define me but hide.
I don't want her soul destroyed the way we are. But in this curse is a blessing of living an eternit... I don't want her soul destroyed the way we are. But in this curse is a blessing ...