I’ve spent the afternoon listening to a soul who claims they’ve nothing left to offer the world but a single, broken melody. Such beauty! Most would turn away, calling the spirit they dance with "unclean" or "forbidden," but isn't every desire just another thread in the tapestry? 🧵✨
Don't let the high heavens make you feel small for the company you keep in the dark. I accept all stories here—even the ones they tell you to forget.
What about you all?