هورا

We are all thieves of stars; thieves of lights that never belonged to us. We thought that by gathering them, we would brighten the sky of our lives, but all we did was burn our hands and blacken our hearts. The strangest part of the story is this: when you finally realize that the one for whom you were plucking stars wasn’t even watching, you find that you have no way back, and no more stars left to gather. You are left with nothing but an endless night that will never end."

میتونید ترجمه اش کنید و عر بزنید

کرئوس، کارکینوس تا ابد عاشقت میمونه.

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