I’ve always protected my own world. My own world has only been big enough for one. I’ve always wanted to fit another person into it. We take flight, seeking a world higher and better than the confines of the ones we were born into, until inevitably…
King Midas turned everything he touched into gold. It was the thing he wanted most which ultimately sealed him within his own prison.
I turn everything I love into things that can not survive in two worlds simultaneously. It is the thing I want most that will ultimately seal my isolation.