You cannot change your journey if you are unwilling to move at all.
I have tried to be righteous all my life. Yet I have never been content.
The beauty of dystopia is that it lets us vicariously experience future worlds - but we still have the power to change our own.
Now that I've found the way to fly, which direction should I go into the night?
There is ebb and flow. Leaving and coming. Flight and fall. Sing and silent. Reaching and reached.
It's been so long since I've let myself feel anger that I don't just feel it. It covers my mouth and I swallow it down, the taste sharp and metal as though I'm gnawing through foilware.