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[prismaticbleed]

The world is lost, dead, tired.
My body is broken. I can no longer fly.
And yet, despite the scorching heat and endless miles, I walk on.
I walk on, because the world needs me.



...I have so many weaknesses. I do not fight back; I am often overlooked. I am painfully hard to find, even when you look for me.
I'm small, strange, and secret. I bring life to the worlds I travel without much thought to my own... I traverse the oceans of time, never entirely in one moment or another, steadily drowning beneath the chronological waves.
I am forever a wanderer, a protector, and a dream.
Yet I carry hope within me, and I will never die.