ENDRALON.SPACE · ČLÁNEK
10. 8. 2026
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In the end, no victory remains. Just peace. You. Me. And paper that can bear what I no longer want to carry on my skin. That is why it is called BLACK: because black is something that can be rewritten. And when the light goes out, the warmth remains.
In the end, there will be no victory left.
Jen klid.
Ty.
Me.
And the paper
that can hold what I no longer want to carry on my skin.
That's why it's called BLACK:
because black is a thing,
that can be overwritten.
And when the light goes out,
the warmth remains.
