I was bored...meh Dreams are never made of happiness, the outcome is always blood, we can never dream a little dream, it always has to be big to consume our minds. Why can’t everything be simple, simple and pure as newly fallen snow? Are we doomed to become dirty and polluted? This future, I cannot live with, so I shall end the dream early and wake up from this undying truth. Shall we begin a new mourning? CnC
Wow.. Your really good with hitting the right points of feeling. I can say this si like truth before my eyes. x] Awesome job!