Even Immortals have the right to die
Even Honesty has the right to lie...
Tomorrow has come
And thankfully...
Calls in the moon
With thoughts of desired love...
The voyagers beheld the sky intently
'Will it rain...
The virtue is to trust
To have faith in the face of strain...
Brightness of solar smirking
Encourages fruitful activity...
When we
Wait...
Don’t always trust your instinct!!
Stacy was happy...
Sometimes I feel
that people don't know me...
Lying in her room alone
Afraid of what is in this home...
Now the time has risen
For this young girl to show her gift...
Our time is running out
And no one knows what this story's about...