Noctisardor Bypass We're only kids who lost our way

The beetle, simply living life, was pulled into the unknown. Carapaces that fuels oxygen between reflectant joints would soon fill with water, and the beetle would perish beneath the facade of peace the lake swore it was.
Analogies for this predicament lay everywhere. but the lesson was clear: Take no chances.

"I do not wish you cut this pack apart, Gwen, but I do not wish for the existence of it to plague you as though you are some forsaken soul in need of redemption."

Cry's words were not meant to be harsh, and if taken with the content it was dealt, it was only factual. Business was business.

"There is such thing as solitude. You can be alone, while not being lonely, Alphess. Detach the ill from your past from your future, and you will live unburdened. If you relinquish your self control and freedom to your heart, you then will only have yourself to blame."

The dark prince had a feeling she was adamant on keeping the heartbreak netled deep within the folds of her chest, but more importantly, her mind was inflicted. The ivory Queen was at war with guilt for herself, and a simmering loathe for passion. Love exsts; she had proven that by falling for the coy thing. But for her to discount it all together was something a fool would do. If a snake lies before you, do you look at at, and proceed to walk before it saying 'You don't exist, anymore', simply after being bitten before?