...and the world darkens around me, My Dear Moth Breathren,
And it is in that darkness, the darkness that blankets all of us, that I hope to find light. Or at least start a new spark to get us through these shaded-in days.
August? Perhaps, although we just don't know for sure. This is throwing a blanket over the sun, and blocking out all our source of happiness.
It's like an endless hallway, always running, but the door never gets any closer.
Fret not, my winged lovelies, we shall reach that door yet. That light is not unreachable. Do not forget we are all flying together. We must get up, dust off our wings from the fall, and continue on the path to the Dark Flame.
Be patient. Cheer up. And most importantly - Love.
~The Moth
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"Do not forget we are all flying together."
I'm not sure why. That just made me feel so good inside. I guess it made me feel not so alone.