For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also
Two broken pieces from the same broken glass cascading upon a kaleidoscope of events with each twist and turn, a new shade upon their lives, seeking solace in the embrace of the familiar yet unknown. The only thing holding them together is hope, beyond the realm of almighty, echoing through eternity's expanse. Is this existence tangible, truth, or merely ethereal lantasies cloaked in the desires of what might have been?
