Libitina
I don't have much to say as of late, because I don't have much to love. The drive of my inspiration, the force that moved my fingers has all but died out. The moonlight that once showered me in glittering light has faded into darkness and my blood has ran…
Amidst the darkness, there's a flicker of hope. Like the red glint of heat on charred firewood.
I may not be as powerful as the wind, but I will breathe.
My breath will be enough to bring the fire back.
To bring the light back.
I may not be as powerful as the wind, but I will breathe.
My breath will be enough to bring the fire back.
To bring the light back.
Libitina
Amidst the darkness, there's a flicker of hope. Like the red glint of heat on charred firewood. I may not be as powerful as the wind, but I will breathe. My breath will be enough to bring the fire back. To bring the light back.
I will burn my rotten bones, redemption shall grow from my ashes.
"From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity"