A struggle of belief by LeccathuFurvicael, literature
Literature
A struggle of belief
Treading on forgotten pathways...
What use to me is this information?
There is no point; there is no reason to know this anymore - it is forgotten, meaningless...
...only if you deem it so.
What use is me knowing of this 'past' of mine?
...you want to know what you were, though it may hurt to see.
I don't need to see - there is no proof, no solid evidence...
...yet.. all the drawings... you work on them day and night..
Not as much as I used to. The notion known as the Real World has seen to that...
..yet you still draw, and only of certain subjects.
That does not matter.
It does, I think - you still hold on to that seperate yet sim