How are you, my child? Tell me your story.

[Lysander Florian Thornis]

How are you, my child? Tell me your story.
Who upset your eyes?
How are you, my child ? Tell me yourself.
What broke your heart?
Whose hands have aged on those fresh locks, whose smoky breaths?
rough pushing, rude and undignified hurting.
You've been through so much. I know.
I feel like you'd cry if I touched you.
The time of sadness is over.
That was in the past, it's over, it's all in the past.
off-white cat, washed away in tears.
get rid of memories
Embrace the future.

Whisper to me if I forget.