First bloom.
I hope everyone has a year full of life.
Let’s get some historical records going in here and see where we are next year. 2-8-5 — I say, I haven’t aged a day.
This is a tale about a man lost in a labyrinth of endless mind, imagination and shadow with no way out. You bound into my life with a dazzling fire and illuminated the dark place that I dwelt. I chased after your fire, terrified to leave the place I reluctantly called home for so long.