Both of us were dreamers
Young love in the sun
Felt like my saviour
My spirit I gave you
We'd only just begun
They will never be sold
And the secrets safe with me
, it's horrible. For I can't stop listening
... for the past 16 hours straight
The mysterious transcendental sunflower is here because sometimes the universe demands transcendental sunflowers to be drawn.
Yahiko's skin is blue, but it has nothing to do with the notorious Na'vi.
And he's dead, yeah.
There're way too many other questions here, though words would never be able to answer any of them
Just live forever, for the moment, ever searching, for the one
wrote a heart-breaking poem dedicated to this image!
Be sure to read it; for it's ... Cosmically glorious!
And We Will SupernovaUntil our blood runs cold together
And provides lining for our graves
(Burying ourselves within ourselves)
We will burn through our veins
And scorch our existence
Beyond black onto history
Charring the world with our names
Staining eternity with our sins
Until restoration is more than futile
And the scent of smoke is beyond fading.
Our reign together painted in agonized rainbows
Drawn from blood-slicked swords we carved
From the virtues of our opponents
And the innumerable vices we wore like armour
Impenetrable from word or thought or challenge
We hid our own goodness behind veils
Lilting as sunsets and imagined disgrace
Were you ever inspired by a journal skin
of all things?
Konan & Yahiko © Masashi Kishimoto