“Meeting a floating degree of sadness, like the bleeding darkness found in those black curtains, their silhouette faded. Meaning were to grow in each and every one of them, suggestively drawing them nearer the subtle light.” A story portraying the depths of minds we think we know. A picture of ambitions, challenges and understanding. A story of shrivelling youth. Thinking about the minds we think we know, including our own. *story can soon be found translated in FR and JP on our Amino.
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