Shinigami0022
The intensity and the other part were the forces I wanted to express, because, just like in the story, that was exactly what I felt. And, as time went by, this feeling only grew stronger, taking shape and weight within me. There are times when words need to be said, because to silence them would be to deny the very essence of feeling. Fate, capricious and fickle, keeps us hostage to its plots, where paths can converge or diverge. But, whatever the direction, the important thing is to follow, without leaving anything behind, allowing each step to make sense later on. And as I said, there is always something new to learn. Thank you Time flows slowly, like a river that knows its path. Silence wears meanings, echoes of something that is never lost. A subtle thread unites distant steps, a fine weave, imperceptible to the eye. And while everything goes on, something remains.
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