I have weathered countless storms, learned the ways of fate, and escaped the darkness. I have long since forgotten what I used to be.
Snow fell in the depths of winter, blades clashed, and spring burst forth from the earth. She stood before me, seventeen years old. In a blink, so many years had passed.
The young are ignorant, and the ignorant are fearless. I thought I could stand by and watch, but in the end, I couldn't let go.
Let me be the only one who withers like deadwood.
Go ahead and run into that wall. I'll open the heavens and clear a path for you.
A narcissistic romance.
Chapter one is in first person, and the rest are in third person.
Theme: Please don't abandon yourself.
