✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ I used to dream of an eternal rest, soft and serene, where weary souls find solace, and every heart beats in harmony. No more pain, only the freedom to love, to laugh, to dance beneath skies unburdened by sorrows.

I prayed that my wish would lead us to a paradise of our own making, a radiant world where flowers never fade, and love blooms eternal. There, I have built a palace of light, shimmering in an endless night, where the moon reigns as our gentle sun, bathing the heavens in amber twilight. Frilly dresses and black tea lakes swirlings to grandiose melodies and sparkly smiles.

Ah, but are we not worthy of such grace? Even broken puppets may mend, and dreams may yet take flight. Hope has granted me the miracle of a kinder life, now I cradle this wishe's memory like a sacred ember. Let it live on, in the first flutter of a butterfly’s wings, in the blush of a secret admirer’s gaze, in the unfurling petals of a newborn rose. Let it thrive in every whispered "I love you," in every joyous step, in every heart that dares to hope.

For dreams are seeds, and though I may fade, the world will carry them forward, tender, luminous, and unyielding. Please do not give up, let your loved ones ease the pain and devour art like the sweetest of desserts! For it is filled with hope and the fragments of joy that your soul crave to carry on.