🕊 | A Bird In A Cage

› The one who had clipped his wings under the guise of love confined him in a cage. Sunday could question your motives all he wanted, but deep down, he understood them—perhaps more than anyone else ever could. He remembered the fledgling birds he'd seen in his youth that tried to fly, only to fall to their deaths. He thought of the cages he had built for them, places meant to protect, to shield them from harm. Didn't he say it was for their own good too? Wasn't this... that same logic, just turned against him? The truth, and the irony of it all, was a bitter pill to swallow. Now, Sunday perfectly understood where he had been wrong. Because birds—even broken ones—never stop dreaming of the sky.

Stepping out of my comfort zone for this and writing multiple small paragraphs instead of 3 long ones. It feels so weird 'cause I write on my desktop, and the paragraphs look so tiny there, but when I'm on mobile they look too big.

Sigh struggles. I have no clue if anyone actually has a preference but I figured this might be easier for readability.

› | If you are born weak, which god should you turn to for solace?

art credits: code_tesseract on Twitter

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