The times I questioned my past life through other faces

while searching within reflections.

I see you inside of me.

I see me inside of you.

We roam different lands and trust our vision to the skies to be at home here.

Watcher of the skies, existing in a world believed to be manifested of lies.

Hope is stronger than fear. Our lives isn't measured by just years.

What chance do we have at survival before we doom ourselves to fall into the hands of damnation?!

In a 🌎 of many things. Where we hunt our own! Use life force of fallen to grow our crops. Our lives are games, the hunger never ends. The very last concern on mind is an invasion.

What are we?

What are we?

What are we?
Witches
Sorcerers
Angels
Demons

All in disguise