All Fires.

[peterthefrshman]

Calm that wicked wind to pick you up and carry you Eastward, though I did release you, for to seek warmer sky.
Should you be blown back, know that I will always run to greet you, still surprised to catch you every time.
Armed with this small butterfly net, I will face the world alone and never be lonely.

Comments

[anonymous]

Damn, all your entries are nothing QQing.

[anonymous]

Damn, all your entries are nothing but QQing.