We once spoke of forever as though it were something we could hold between our hands, 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨. And I, Anton, shall leave with the memories of everything I once believed would stay.
We once spoke of forever as though it were something we could hold between our hands, 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨. And I, Anton, shall leave with the memories of everything I once believed would stay.
@Leafmourn Between the promises that faded and the memories that stayed, there is still a season waiting to be remembered. So... I, Anton, shall leave my footsteps among these fallen leaves.