the future stuck and the past melted

by vicodieno

To go on forever, is to treasure the stars in the sky from the palm of your hand; burning, blistering and brilliant, all at a moment's reach. Of course, no one told this to Ezil. And so now, the impassioned struggle has become pitiful, really.

to go on forever, is to treasure the stars in the sky from the palm of your hand; burning, blistering and brilliant, all at a moment's reach.