Still Water

As a tool, I have some uses. However, as a person, I am already useless. "Anna Karenina" —— "The abyss of self-sacrifice, I pray for your mercy, my only love. " —— Skeletons of a Thousand Butterflies Sleeping on my wall. A large group of young breezes Cross the river. Lorca | Die at Dawn Intention: Born toward the sun