Ink was flowing through my veins.
The words inside felt out of my control.
I couldn't explain but the stars talking to me.
You had no shape, and yet I could feel your presence all around the room.
Every drop of joy and hope was fulfilling my body, while the sounds of people were whispering to my ears.
There was no choice but believing.
My spirit was travelling between every single connection in the web of secret knowledge. Everything made sense until tomorrow.
"What's the way?" I asked.
"Inside you"



Reason won against passion.
You slowly became an old and mysterious memory.

If you were the gates to another world, it seems like I had the key to close you forever.