
I’m not a hero.

I will burn the heart out of you.

No. Your friends protect you.
REICHENBACH THEORIES

Look at the sky. It’s not dark and black and without character. The black is in fact deep blue. And over there! Lighter blue. And blue in through the blueness, and the blackness, the winds swirling through the air… and then shining. Burning, bursting through! The stars, can you see how they roll their light? Everywhere we look, complex magic of nature blazes before our eyes.

crimson · eleven · delight · the smell of dust after rain

I dreamt of the stars

We’re so lucky we’re still alive to see this beautiful world. · Everywhere we look, complex magic of nature blazes before our eyes. · Being alive. Best thing there is. Being alive right now is all that counts.