"Such beauty. Surely you are one of God's own creations...and not a descendant of those dark creatures who found no refuge on the Ark.

Such beauty... and yet deadly."

Such wonders, such calm. such joy.
Yet it feels more like the final meal before an inmate hangs.

i can't read your body language.

but you seem to be the only one who can make my eyelids heavy.

WHY?

you know how I always say if I wanted something hard enough, I 'll get it sooner or later.. even if it's after wanting it?
You think it'll work if I started wanting what I want sooner rather than later?

heh.

my mind.. is in a whirlpool of words.

Changes don't inch in bit by bit.
They swarm.

And I feel like I'm struggling for air.