“The wind rises, electric. She’s soft and warm and almost weightless. Her perfume is a sweet promise that brings tears to my eyes. I tell her that everything will be all right. That I’ll save her from whatever she’s scared of and take her far, far away. I tell her I love her.”
Lavie Rhap: No messages for the people?
funny_bunny: Nope nope!
Lavie Rhap: That’s fine too.