Life in a bubble is beautiful. The inevitable pop is the only sure thing about a bubble though. Just like death is the only certainty of life. So when the trance ends, and we transcend, that is when it all truly begins.
"When your soul is roused by the evasiveness of a light that gleams with peace, catch it with your bare hands..." Win whispers what Bright just wrote.
When Bright says yes into being in a relationsh...