IRC-Galleria

i try to escape before my shadow is fully cast flying away not bothering to notice my wings have fallen off a sweet scent from far far away drifts across the street corner and i hear a familiar voice crying out how much farther can we make it with only the night winds fleeting hopes to carry us? The world trembles like it wants to stop us taking everything away im not dreaming anymore and we havent done anything yet but we'll keep going!