He crossed himself before crossing the world.
By GoldenSpeech3 months ago in Chapters
The bridge told her which way she already knew she’d go.
Even mountains crack when kindness touches them.
Her tears floated upward, returning to the sky they came from.
Home followed him long before he knew where to return.
She heard the melody only when she stopped listening.
Moments escaped him, yet left their wings behind.
Night whispered that darkness is a canvas, not a cage.
When he stopped resisting, the impossible became his nature.
She carried little and discovered it was everything she needed.
The mirror broke, and he finally saw his real shape.
