Echoes

Even Angels Forget They Have Wings

The Boy Who Forgot He Was Creating Worlds.

The Moment That Divides Who We Were from Who We Become.

The Quiet Patience of the Clock That Outlives Us All.

He rides not to haunt the living, but to remember he once was.

He Walks Where Light Forgets Its Name

The Fire Remembers His Hands

Even the Brave Need Saving

The Sound of Dying Light

The Weight Beneath Their Armor