A thousand words of prose is what you request of me. A task to simple, but dedicated. To you, then, I offer these words.
There is a flame in each of us, standing. As it flickers, we bend and twist in life, blown by the winds of fate and the forces of change. However, there is one who will shield us, protect our flame and allow it to grow into the inferno that subjugates all opposition. Will you let me shield you?
There are those would call you broken, but you are whole. Locked, but whole. Once you said you needed a thief, not a knight. That the chains around your heart were too strong and the locks unbreakable. But you, without knowing, had opened a door, and allowed the rogue his prize. You stepped out of your boundaries, for just a moment, and had the world ripped away from you, and opened, in a away you did not know possible. You tumbled, fell and went careening into a brilliant light, an insane slope of infatuation and madness that you could not have anticipated, but you embraced i