Perditus

Viac o knihe

His heart bleeds for the world, just as the sky bleeds with its rain. He weeps for his Lord, just as his Lord weeps for him, for his path is the most paramount of any man since His resurrected son. What he is to do is end it all, which will in turn birth a new; birth a silent world that will not hear sound of wisdom, nor know the minds of those that penned the scripture. Forever naïve and forever lost, a path which men paved themselves. Weep, dear child, for you must learn that not all acts are forgivable, and that no amount of tears will turn the tide - no matter how high the waters get.