My dear,
It is better to give me a romantic soul and a free heart than to give me physical freedom.
When I am free,
I will fly lightly across the long night and dance in the fire.
A short story about freedom. The setting is a mental hospital. Everyone is dead. It should be considered HE. If you don't like it, don't criticize it.
Salvation,
Autistic cold-faced cute kitten x gentle big dog
I originally wanted to write something a bit retro, but after thinking about it, I realized that modern absurdity has more impact.
Intention: Discussion on the freedom of the body and the freedom of the soul