So what if I told you that your dreams are in a prison in your mind, and only with no expectations of the future will the imagination of trees be able to show you how good it can be?
I wish for the days of a new one every few where the moon was constantly honey. I wish for the days where I did not care. But here I am, loving and caring more than ever about you.
To drink the flower you must kill it, to live you must die, and to be reborn you must surrender to the flames
So that frightened woman decided to trust the signs and messages she was receiving, of which there began to be many. She could really feel deep inside her that a force was pushing her to move in that direction, one she didn't want but could understand. Universe, energy, God, destiny, the spirit of her father.