A candle burns. The space around melts with wax…
A candle burns. The space around melts with wax, As if unlocking a door that traps us in our endless cycle. It opens the gates, releasing us from the Eclipse Corridor. The power of the Moon dies and is reborn once again. The Sun, veiled by the Shadow, burns beneath it and resurrects in a new world. Everything that hurt, everything that longed to be seen—has come to light and