Once we’re born, we never die. Our lives are etched immortally upon paper and souls. We torment lives – influencing vision and the will. And even if you kill us, we never truly die.
Who are we? We have a universe separate from yours, but our lives are in your hands. Yet even if we belong to you, we control you. We are the products of your imagination – lacking body, but not lacking spirit. We overrun that imagination once we are born, burning for energy and clawing for life, but we still belong to you. Without you, we are nothing.
You slowly materialize us, and we become alive. But we don’t just want to be alive &nda
