Two souls come towards that light, driving nonstop towards it. Despite the angry, unrelenting skies, they still make their way towards it. A lone, frail cable connects them to the light, a sign of how fragile and brittle a connection they have to what they will be.
Originally entered into PicsArt’s “Mirror Mania” contest. #wapMirrorMania
Sorry I haven’t been posting much recently, and that this post’s
rambling story wasn’t as in detail as past ones. My family has been in the process of moving, so I haven’t had much free time to focus on doing this. I hope that I will be able to post more once everything settles down XD.