To be human, though they did not teach you at school, is to learn how to break the rules.
Like birds, may you find your brethren too, may you recognize the song they don’t sing out loud and the colors they sometimes keep hidden.
The city has many tales; from a distance they all look the same but look closer and you will see each is unique and worth a telling.
Journey through time and mind, what stories do you hear being narrated? Sometimes the stories carved on our minds are as powerful and searing as the ones etched on stone.