"Forever feels.... untouched. Open, all the way to the horizon. But it's not empty like the bank. Not at all. Forever is stuffed full of... possibility. Potential. A blank canvas waiting for me to paint something, or draw something. To make. To change. Forever is where creation happens."
"I dream of standing still. I am tired of feeling like I'm flying when I know I'm really falling. I want to rest. I want to find silence again. People think edges are bad, but they are really there to keep us from falling to pieces. They don't hold us back, they hold us in. They hold us together."
"Darkness is a harsh term, don't you think?"
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