I’m late to the farewell party, but I want to bid my goodbye properly, as I feel extremely grateful for every single soul I met here. I loved and I conquered so many things. Also, thank you Summer Breeze for being the best place to reside in. Glad we were fated for this life.
Along with this, Binar (@cursedtune) and Alejandro (@Redvored) take their leave from home as well—let her tune grow tender enough to become familiar to you, and may his fate be gentle enough to find its way back to you someday, as the breeze holds what was once intertwined.
SUMMER FAREWELL:
WHERE THE LAST BREEZE KEEPS YOUR LONGING
Like how the breeze once carried your first warmth, now let it linger as the last trace of the love you once held. As we step away from home, we leave the window open so your longing can slip back to where we once began.
@godsmears Looking for someone you can describe as “a book with no ending and all you wanted to do with the rest of your life was to trace your finger down every page”, Kairo?
Thinking about my favourite declarations of love in literature and although “I am half agony, half hope” really is up there, I’ve ultimately settled on Dostoyevsky.
“sometimes we don’t say anything. […] but of course we always tell / each other what we already know. What else?” carruth
“what could a being entirely rational [un être entièrement raisonnable] speak of with another entirely rational being?” levinas (totality and infinity)