Immortalised
Prologue
"Fall in love with an artist and you'll be immortalised." is what they'll say.
An artist will honor and treasure evertything they have ever loved. This is mine.
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The names written here are forever etched in light.
To Touch The Moon With Fragile Wings
Icarus flew too close to the sun, and for many, he was a fool. Humans were never created to fly as God knew we’d get too greedy, just like Icarus. But was Icarus really a fool? Was he a fool to taste freedom? Was he a fool to let the euphoric sensation of being free consumed his mind? I know he wasn’t for I myself am a modern day Icarus, not destined for the sun, but for the quiet and still moon.
I have always admired the moon, how it shines even in darkness and how it will always accompany me through the loneliness of the night. What fascinates me the most is how the moon has always been with the many generations of humans through the many revolutions and evolutions. If I were to be given wings made of wax like Icarus did, I would fly as high as Icarus to the moon, to feel and touch, to understand the moon. For if I were to fall to my demise just like he did, I would have tasted freedom no humans will ever achieve.
M(y one and only)
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