Chapter .21.

Rest the burdens on my sholder-

(It's to much, they whisper to me)

Don't think of the weight. Don't think of the journey. Don't think of the pain.

(Why should your head rise higher than mine?)

My view has no limits. No limits.

If a mountain stands in my way, I won't step around and continue foward.

(The harder the path, the further the fall)

I will carve my nails and etch them to the stone.

Bleeding for your desire is never quite so satisfying until you see the red mix into your skin. -world_joy_

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Mom puts down her paintbrush when she sees me walk towards her. I ignore her growing smile though, and bend down to be eye level with Orion.

"Just couldn't wait five minutes.

The neutral face he had been showing broke- as he let his tongue loll to the side from the wolf-like grin he was trying to spread across his face. It has the desired effect though.