I haven’t been able to do much lately but dream.

All the how’s, the why’s, the what-if’s, and the have-never-been’s…

They gaze upon me and see beauty where there is only disbelief. They see purity where there is a raw ache of unused power. They find completion where nothing is left but complexity.

My wish is to shatter the illusion of delusion, to spring free of spring and winter and all seasons, to seek the unsought and desire the unforbidden— that which has not yet been forbidden only because it does not yet exist.

In a world of crimson blood and a thousand shades of skins, I feel my heart will burst with the longing and desire to be free.

To flee.

~Angreek87