By the time the final notes faded, the city hadn't changed, but his perspective had. He realized he didn't need to hide in the shadows of the "progressive" anymore. He could stand right in the middle of the light, even if it burned. The complexity was still there—it was just buried deeper, right down to the bone.
"Permanating"
By the time the final notes faded, the city hadn't changed, but his perspective had. He realized he didn't need to hide in the shadows of the "progressive" anymore. He could stand right in the middle of the light, even if it burned. The complexity was still there—it was just buried deeper, right down to the bone.
"Permanating"
