Itβs amazing how something beautiful can suddenly change the way you feel, how it can comfort you and heal you and give you peace.
Why have they failed to see this the night before? Was it because of the darkness? Or was it because of the shadows cast from his own heart?
For the sake of clarity, let it be known that this boy lives in a world that is quite different from your own... In this world, there are fireflies that can talk, there are flowers that can dance, and there are mysteries that cannot be understood by those who refuse to have an open heart.
It was like being able to breathe again, as though he has forgotten how. It was like being able to believe that light still exists, and because it does, maybe he could still believe in hope. Maybe he could still find a way.