[ Figments cannot be transferred ]
The wilting of a cherished bloom, unspoken truths, the ascent to adulthood,
farewells to the beloved... Time, a bearer of joy, also carries burdens of sorrow.
Sometimes the fear of the pain will prevent you from moving forward.
Someone, an voices of "nightmares", shall stay by your pain until your fearful dawn breaks.
Yet, when they confront terror, who stands beside them?
...Or does no one?
[ toyhou.se ]
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