Wind Gothic

brahkest-fr:

golden-lionsnake:

-This is the most peaceful place in all the world. You are not in danger.

-There are a hundred empty smiles, and a thousand screaming eyes. It’s each dragon’s right to become closer to the sky. Come close.

-Beware the eye.

-You learned to fly earlier than most.

Earlier than most

you learned it was the clouds you had to fear.

-Your heart drops every time you see other dragons go to the edge of the ascent. They spread their wings and are pulled down. The narrow rapids below devour them.

-The breeze blows across your face, and across your bones. It gets cold at such high altitudes. You can’t breathe. You’ll won’t wake before you hit the ground.

-This is the most peaceful place in all the world. Come close.

-“The air should be filled with a thousand screaming vortexes, singing a song that the Heavens will never forget,” and you haven’t forgotten. You can never forget.

-The wind carries conversations on it. It carries secrets. It knows what you’ve done. We all know what you’ve done.

-A sky painted with colorful brushes and fluffy white clouds. You are not in danger. 

you are not in danger