Silver beams casting their rays of light, the breath visible in the air on a winters night. Sapphire petals fall from the heavens into the seas, fates design guides us like the wind in trees. Unyeilding heat takes over our hearts, the power of a flame igniting in the start. The eyes that watch us remain unseen, forgotten from our minds and shown in our dreams. Truth be told the white light from stars, are the souls of those who carried the most scars. Shining o'er us to help heal the pain, a pain that cant be dulled without blades against the veins. 'Cross the space of reality and the illusion of time, may two stars of the souls that shine. Seek out the other by following a small flame, a flame unseen 'til met by souls of the same.