In Darkness, there is Light. With Light, Love.
When the Moon rises in the sky, at night, and listens your dreams and your spells.
There is Magic in Love.
A True Love and a Cursed Love.
Curse.
By Death and Reality.
Beyond the Veil.
Because of the Real World.
The Mortal One.
With no Magic.
No sword, here. Just a pen. I use a lot.
Because, if I can’t fight, at least I can write.
Death is not the enemy.
The Real World is. So, I can take my book and writing on it :
« Be Light. Be Dark. Be You.
Claim Yourself. »
28.01.20
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