the Purgatory of a Broken Heart

Fall into the abysmal depths

Tales were told of the one who would bring the fire. 🔥

Only then, would everything be returned to equilibrium.

Field mastery is the ultimate goal. 💪🏾

For the lovers ❤️ 💕 💗

A shade nocturnal in the midnight court.

Obsidian chains making sinister music as the procession approaches from the rear.

After issuing countless condemnations, she grows bored.

Finally, her eyes gently close as she drifts into picturesque reverie.

Are you looking for more independence or are you simply looking to be held?

There is no right or wrong answer. Technically.

Does my presence destabilize your equilibrium? Then, no amount of care will convert our bond into a growth alliance.