DarthTriforce

Through the snowflakes and the bright night stars. In the wet and rainy times where the crisp brown leaves have plummeted from the withering trees below on to the hard icy ground. When the sun comes out to play and the skies are as clear as our cheery days or the thunder roars and the sea churns wildly, tossing off the lost into the underworld beneath. It matters not where we go because time will always flow. As days go by as weeks disappear soon turning into months and years, nothing ever stays the same but our hope still lives and is not in vain. For as long as determination courses through our veins... even when we pass away the passage of