A desert of indigo sand beneath a starlit sky.
Within the sea of sand they stroll dawning pure tunic and tattered cloak.
A creature of silent songs.
Wandering searching singing.
They roam They watch They laugh They cry.
Forever the shepherd across the sands.
They are Happy. They are Alive.
They are quiet and content.
“—And after years of suffering and turmoil
She was finally able to be honest with herself.
She didn’t feel safe in what was supposed to be her home.
She had let all her friends leave her behind.
And she had given herself to a man who never loved her.
And that’s how I met your father.”
Why do you listen to people who hate you?
Is it so you may Hate them back?
The desert had sand as white as snow.
The night sky over the desert was not like the sky anywhere else.
For this sky’s beauty came not just from the contrast of
Starlight before the darkness of a void.
The beauty of this sky was the compliments of a thousand colors dancing in the cosmos.
It was as if the Northern river of light had led me to an even greater ocean.
An ocean of the most beautiful fire in the sky.
It is difficult for a Mime to feel happy
So the Mime helps others feel happy.
“I used to think people wouldn’t like me because I was different….
But that is the only reason they Do like me”