We became a buried fantasy inside a deep cave, guarded by two fearsome dragons.
Nothing was granted in my world; only the fear of the unexplained.
It was hard to walk in unfamiliar roads and smile back to a pack of hyenas.
I never understood the meaning of fencing the kingdom of humanity; mainly, hatred works his way from the core.
Will you hold my hand and close your eyes? Allow me to take you back on a journey in time.

Artwork by  hennie neimann