Dracoism
By: ShinigamiForever
[obsession: blue]
Just as melancholy the gigantic blue sky is, blue is the color of his hpapiness. It is deep and boundless; the deeper the lake is, the more it holds, and the less it spills, the more it contains. He contains his happiness, just as he contains his grief, and both mix into the brackish water that is the purest of his wine. One day, perahps, it will crack, and all that agony and joy will spill forth like a flood, and we will all be drenched by the enormity of his truth. Indeed, already, the blue sky is like my happiness, and I cannot keep the patches of wanderlust and joy from entering into the deepest recesses of my happiness, mixing until none are separate.
Blue is the happiness he keeps within himself.
By: ShinigamiForever
[obsession: blue]
Just as melancholy the gigantic blue sky is, blue is the color of his hpapiness. It is deep and boundless; the deeper the lake is, the more it holds, and the less it spills, the more it contains. He contains his happiness, just as he contains his grief, and both mix into the brackish water that is the purest of his wine. One day, perahps, it will crack, and all that agony and joy will spill forth like a flood, and we will all be drenched by the enormity of his truth. Indeed, already, the blue sky is like my happiness, and I cannot keep the patches of wanderlust and joy from entering into the deepest recesses of my happiness, mixing until none are separate.
Blue is the happiness he keeps within himself.
