Tseik

A kind of light shines in the day that gives a base happiness, a kind of momentary contentment that another day has come and life moves forward, but from those around us, from those things that give us light from themselves, they hold us close even when the Sun must set. My days, they are not like they used to be, my light and happiness do not come when the Sun rises its golden face high, but when I am with the Sanperas. The night comes when she is gone, and it is more merciless than any night that has hitherto been known. Now the base light, it comes from her, the very foundation upon which happiness and contentment may be built exists onl