In the quiet of night, you find yourself fading from the world, no one noticing your absence. Your brilliance, once a beacon, now flickers like a candle in an unoccupied room. By morning, will it be extinguished?
In the quiet of night, you find yourself fading from the world, no one noticing your absence. Your brilliance, once a beacon, now flickers like a candle in an unoccupied room. By morning, will it be extinguished?