“ If I rise up again against the foe, dare I stand alone? ”
Sometimes the heart speaks, and the brain does not understand the language.
~ T.a. Cline
The heart is the anchor to all things, be it love to hate, or light to dark.
Archomai is where believing is being.
Truth stands out little in a field of truths. However, it is a ravaging lion, in a field of lies.
