08-24-2022, 10:50 AM
In a dusty and worn journal, clad in battered leather in a forgotten corner of the lands, flowing handwriting stands defiant against the march of time
It's first passage reads so;
It's first passage reads so;
Quote:It's funny how closely the world matches a mirror. From afar, it's a pristine reflection, every detail glimmering and luminescent. Yet, as one draws closer they'll inevitably see the smudges, the flaws in it's design, a beautiful piece tarnished by the little imperfections.
[i]...Yet even as I'm shown again and again that it's imperfections creep even into it's more beautiful reflections. I still can't help but be awed by it. To stare mesmerized by it's colors and shapes. To feel warmth at the smiles and happiness that it reflects.
So I'll polish that mirror. I'll make even it's imperfections shine and cast light on their smiles. I'll let the entire world see that all of it's beautiful, no matter what they try to say.
For my family, and a more radiant tomorrow. ~M~[/i]