Eclipse

Caldo. Vuoto. Fuoco. Ghiaccio. Silenzio. Mille voci.

"I've never been so far from home. Neither from myself."

The willing to fly free. That of resting in the arms of the most important reason of your life.
Could it really exist? Do I have it? Could I ever get it? I don’t want the answer. I wanna make choices.
It all begins with a choice.

Escape

Wanna escape from the constraints other people try to put, wanna put onto my freedom.
Don't they understand that the magic in me they are in love with is tied to .....no ties?