Toughness. This is what is needed
to survive in the real world.
Maybe my point of view is just
zoomed too much.
Or maybe it's just caused
by the impact,
the impact that wakes us up
to see the beautiful and cruel
side of the world.


Faeries around us don't use wings.
They can just stand beside you.

But demons don't use their horns too.
So, beware.

Look at every flower growing.
But don't forget the grass around them.
They are not less important.
Both of them use everything they have
to grow up, to stand out from others.

But why when people step on flowers,
they will feel pity,
and when it's on grass,
the same doesn't happen?