with everything i loved that's gone to waste

[triple7]

AVENTURINE / KAKAVASHA

With hope for the morrow nestled in my heart, I descend into the slumber of to-night. Until the denouement of all coming morrows kisses me, I have then embraced the quiet death. But this man is different. He lives and breathes in the present. In every sinking night, by every daring gamble, no vision of morrow ever graced his dreams. His life knows not quietude. His fate yet demands him to win them all, to weather tempests, one after another... til mire enshrouds his very breath. And now, in the unfathomable depths of dream, the once falling die... has at last landed on its earthly rest.

POST & LAYOUT CODES: tessisamess